SUPlication

A most unsatisfactory night for our find night in York. We were woken at 1.00am by noisy revellers returning from a night out with loud voices and banging around in their rooms which continued until 5.30am at least. It’s impossible to do anything about it as there are no phones in the room and it’s a trek to reception. It happens often in Travelodges.

This morning the assistant manager was very apologetic, offered an e-voucher and agreed to extend our departure time until 3.00pm to help with our plans for the rest of the day.

York has a food festival on this week so we wandered around Parliament Street, Coppergate and the museum gardens picking up todays blip of a gentleman begging for a sample of Yorkshire Pudding ale. The museum gardens had an interesting ghost trail reflecting its reputation as one of the most haunted places in the country. I’ve included one sculpture on the trail as an extra

We then went back to the hotel to get changed for this afternoon’s wake held in a pub in Bootham. What a fine event it was, not a wake, more a celebration of a life which a chance to catch up with rarely seen relatives, meet with many of my cousin’s numerous friends and learn new bits of her story.

Later than we intended we set of for the holiday accommodation in the Lakes. It can hardly be called a cottage, more like stately rooms in a mansion. It’ll do us very nicely.