We headed up to the North East coast on Tuesday, to meet up with my sister and her partner, and take charge of the kids again.
Both halves of the party had had a wonderful time.
The Victorian ironwork and glass canopies of Tynemouth's metro station never cease to delight me. They were restored a couple of years ago and look magnificent.
Ambling around this old-fashioned coastal town is always a joy.
Tynemouth Priory, with the statue of Lord Collingwood in the background, looking out to sea.
He took command of the British fleet at the Battle of Trafalgar after Lord Nelson was fatally wounded.
I have never lived near the sea; I think I should do that before I reach my dotage.
Sadly, I will never achieve the glamour of the 1971 Miss Tyne-Tees entrants.
I bet they were frozen!
This fabulous photo is on display in one of Tynemouth's many cafes.
The gang went out for a delicious Italian meal.
(No, Littlest isn't smoking a fag, it's a lollipop!)
Then back home to Sheffield, where the cats were delighted to see us, and an early night was had by all.
1970s dress - Ebay
Denim jacket, waistcoat, shoes, necklace, bangles and fishnets - charity shopped
The remains of the cherry blossom.
The kids and I are off to York tomorrow, meeting up with friends.
I might be able to squeeze in a browse in a charity shop or two before the kids start complaining...
I've tried to catch up on my blog reading today - a couple of days away means there are a lot of posts, so apologies if I've missed anyone!
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