This week The Husband spirited me away for a couple of days in one of our favourite places, York. If you’ve never been to York I highly recommend that you remedy that right now. I could write all day about cobbled streets, interesting architecture, street entertainers and quirky little boutiques alongside wonderful shops like Cath… Continue reading The Churchill Hotel, York
Wigan, you have let yourself down. I am from Wigan and I never mind revealing this detail about myself to anyone, the opposite in fact; I am proud to come from Wigan. This tough little Northern town with its pies and its Uncle Joe’s and its rugby team; we’re known throughout the world. Wherever you… Continue reading Don’t let them spoil us, Wigan.
This week’s adventure took us over th’ills to Yorkshire. Passports checked, we made our way to Staithes, a hidden little gem of a town a few miles shy of Whitby. The reason for this trip was, of course, Old Jack’s Boat. Little Monkey is delightfully obsessed with the adventures of Old Jack and Salty Dog… Continue reading Searching For Old Jack