The good weather made an encore appearance this weekend just gone so I grabbed it by the throat and headed for the coast. I’d set my sights on Morecambe, get some fresh sea air and make a start on blowing away the Winter doldrums and cobwebs and as daylight is still nose diving around the six thirty mark there was little point in travelling too far. The journey is a […]
Now the day’s are doing their exercises and stretching a bit more. It’s no longer getting dark at four in the afternoon but nearer six thirty so I can start to hit some of my favourite destinations as well as sniffing out some new ones.
A bus ride I enjoy is out under the Mersey and onward through Birkenhead and on to New Brighton. Sometimes if the weather is decent I break the journey at Liscard for a walk around Central Park
Ah Blackpool, the Queen of the Lancashire coast some would say, cheeky, fun, rowdy sometimes but it always does what it says on the tin
The days are easing into a more comfortable state, not luxurious but more comfortable.
A little way to the north east of the city centre lies the beautiful wooded valley of Jesmond Dene, the waters of the Ouseburn flowing through on their way to meet the Tyne.
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