Bamburgh

Home again home again hippity hop.

No trip home from Yorkshire is complete without a stop in Northumberland.

Getting out the car the smell of the air was such a surprise. Having come from the woody, earthy dales to the crisp clean sea air. It struck me how much I love the seaside.

A chat about temporary residence is never far away when we visit, but today we dipped a toe in on the spur of the moment. We will see where that takes us.

Another picnic looking along the stripes of the cricket pitch and up to the Castle - outstanding.

The other house is now fixed up and more plans for clearance are coming to fruition.

A message from the boy who is visiting Busan. I think he will be making plans to move soon as he can.