It was to the coast for me last weekend, to Morecambe for the Vintage By The Sea festival.
It’s an event I only dropped onto last year though it has been running for a while. It’s an excuse to raid the dressing up box and polish, or get your chauffeur , to polish the drop head Bentley or elegant Alvis and pootle along to the seaside.
Thursday last was one of those days. I was at home trying to work through stuff but I knew that I wasn’t making any real progress. Days like this come and go so I’ve developed an approach that works for me. If I’m not getting anywhere with the days jobs, I just leave it and go out for a couple of hours, come back and start again. I know not everybody has the luxury of downing tools when they want to this is just me and my situation.
Well here in the UK, the August Bank Holiday has been upon us, you can tell that because the weather has been on the unfriendly side yet again. Nevertheless events have been held and people have been out and about, braving whatever rains down from the skies.
The weather has been on the un summery side lately, I know that for a fact after a very wet visit to the Llangollen Railway on a recent Saturday. The railway was fantastic, the weather wasn’t.
Well where has the time gone? We parted company at Manchester Piccadilly as I was making my way to York. Let’s try and catch up with one another.
Like the song says “The weather outside is frightful” and it is. That said the thought of sitting in the house watching it rain is not one that appeals so I’m off out on the bus with no real agenda to see where the winds of chance blow me too. I started off in Wigan, then to Chorley for a brunch stop, currently I’m on a bus to Preston. I’ll […]
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