We didn't go out as we normally do on a Tuesday, mainly because of the roadworks, to go into town or even Bridgeford would have meant a walk down to the school at least to catch a bus and that would also mean the same walk back. So, as I have to go out Thursday for my eye test we thought we could leave it until then. There isn't a lot we need so, we stayed home.
Kev went outside and cleared the ivy that has gotten a little out of hand as well as the virgina creeper on the lattice. I had hoovered and cleaned the kitchen, bathroom and passage floor. Then it was back to doing what we normally do once we get back from town on a Tuesday catching up on YouTube and programmes we may watch. It turned out warm again by the afternoon, so I sat and read some more, I'm re-reading Never the Bride, its a long time since I read it originally, and I needed something a bit lighter after reading the one I've just finished by Lucy Worsley Murder Most British. It was very good, just a little heavy going in some places, so a good frolic of a read that is set in Whitby, and has a little paranormal to boot was just what I need at the moment. I think picking up a book you've read before, is like seeing an old friend, and there is always a little you forget from the first time you read it. In this case with it being set in Whitby, I can see the places described in my head. The names of the hotels, shops, and restaurants are changed, but you know which ones they are.
The Christmas Hotel is the Grand Hotel facing the Sea, the one with the Christmas tree permanently in the bay window at the corner promoting the Turkey and Tinsel parties they have every year. The Miramar, the pink Hotel with the disco downstairs is The Resolution in the main town area, where we had our Goth nights back in the day, and Cod Almighty is The Magpie Fish and Chip shop on the promenade. It brings back a few memories, not all of them good, but its nice to picture it as it was when we would go every year. Still one of my favourite places to visit, but I wouldn't cope with the hills and cobbles these days.
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