Last night we watched an episode of The Dales, thirty minutes of mild and sometimes irritating (because of Ade Edmondson) information about life in the Yorkshire Dales. I see it as very good grounding for Jan who used to think that the Dales only ever happened on the radio (for my overseas readers, this is a mildly amusing play on the word dales - don't worry you're not missing anything, old gits in the UK will know what I'm talking about).
Anyway, last night's programme reviewed the Wensleydale Railway which looked interesting and, in a fit of nostalgia, I suggested that we try the journey. Added to that we have grandchildren from Spain visiting later this month and we are researching things to occupy them. Jan was up for it, so off we went to Leeming Bar with trainspotting notebooks in hand having done some research about where to get a decent lunch in Leyburn.
That was the important bit.
Disregard the last bit - all I got was fish'n'chips eaten on a bench outside the shop!
ReplyDeleteI bet you had to share em as well!
ReplyDeleteNo, Ivan. I was graciously allowed my own piece of fish and some chips. Even a space on the bench..................
ReplyDeleteThat sounds quite interesting. But you didn't go on the train yet, that's reserved for when the little ones visit - is that right?
ReplyDeleteSounds like he is up to something to me.
ReplyDelete... either that or he has already done something without approval and you don't know about it yet.
All will be revealed.
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