Nearly Home

The sight of Tynemouth priory at the mouth of the Tyne signalled that we are nearly home and have thankfully survived the experience. No thanks to the stupid Dutch Customs people who for no other reason than he was using an Australian passport decided to frogmarch our nephew off to an interogation room because they thought they could smell weed on him! The b----- sniffer dog didn't but apparently the customs guy did! It was all over in ten minutes and needless to say they never found anything but it was not a nice experience for our nephew. Anyway back to ours for Bacon Butties and a cup of tea before the clan set off back to Hull and Southampton.