Monday 3 rd April The forecast for Monday promised more of the same and a bleary-eyed glance outside first thing suggested said promise had been honored. For the first time this trip I tied a tie – leather obviously, held in the stomach as I buttoned up the waistcoat and headed for the bus stop, just a few yards from the site. Buses from Loftus – further up towards Middlesborough – run to Whitby every half hour or so during the day and the continuation of the two quid single fare deal has certainly made bus travel more appealing. The Arriva app was easy to negotiate and I’d bought a few single tickets prior, knowing I’d be making use of them. Deposited in the bus terminus after a er, spirited ride down Lythe Bank and around the twists and turns of Sandsend I headed to the railway station café for a coffee and scone, breakfast back at the Patsy consisting solely of a banana. My destination was Pickering. It’s no coincidence that that’s the other end of the line for the North...
Caravanner, real ale lover, collector of long leather coats. Always dressed in black. Blogging about all the above and more. School minibus driver, 52. Widowed in 2018.