The twain shall meet.

The "Wedding Tackle"   :¬)) mission launched again today ...
This time it was the dreaded Metro Centre in Geordieland. I think me old legs are about 3" shorter and it's not because they're any more curly than they were.
(BEFORE any "Friends" Chip in with that comment)

TARANTARAAAAAH!
SUCCESS!!
There is a very real danger that we're sorted. I lost track of how many shops and how many times in each.

Did you know "Navy Blue" is oficially extinct. Talk about Rocking horse manure!!!

Any road up, we managed without death or dehydration and on the way back passed this fellah.

I couldn't do the same for his plaque as I did for yesterday's, but Al reckons there was mention of "Coast to Coast".

A Couple of miles further on we passed this chariot again, travelling in the opposite direction, with visible "driver" (Who bore a startling resemblance to a blonde version of the wooly faced "Airborne") ... in Shorts, T-shirt and rain.


N.B. There was a little pony .... HONEST!