Our old schoolfriend Julian is getting married in Durham Cathedral this weekend. It’s about a four drive north from London – which, in English terms is like driving to the moon. The train is easy but, given that the north of England is so beautiful, and that lil’sis’ MS makes getting around a bit problematic, we thought we’d drive and make a proper road trip out of it. I also think that I am out of England far too often – it’s about time I explored my own country.
As we planned on three nights away, (it’s too exhausting for lil’sis otherwise) we thought we’d take Posetta Baddog with us too, so the hunt was on for dog-friendly hotels on the way up and down. Thanks to Twitter, whose users recommended it in droves, (I do like a crown-sourced rec), The Feversham Arms in Helmsley (above), right on the edge of the North York Moors, is where we stayed last night.
This morning we were up early – for a swim (me) in that lovely pool, and for a constitutional (lil’sis & P Bad). We’re just packing up now and heading out to Riveaulx Abbey, and then up onto the Moors for a quick pipe opener with P Bad, before heading on up to Durham for the wedding, and the reception at Lumley Castle. On Sunday night we are heading to the other side of Yorkshire – to the Dales, and The Devonshire Arms.
More later. ( I need to go Big Hair my sister in prep for the wedding.)