Slad the Lad

Whitby backblip 7

We said goodbye to Angus as he left for home just after lunch. MrM went down to the bus station to see him off, and when he got back to the stall I went out in search of dancing.

Treated myself to a Whitby Goth (blackcurrant and liquorice) ice-cream as I watched Stroud Morris dancing by the whalebone arch, with Slad the Lad in attendance. He looks like a rather large, menacing sheep, but not sure exactly what he's supposed to be! Then the rain started, and I got absolutely soaked going down in to town and back up to the Leisure Centre.

We had intended to go in to Whitby to a music session in the evening but, by the time we'd finished eating it was bucketing down with rain again, and showed no sign of letting up. So it was an evening of wine and scrabble in the caravan.