The train to Whitby..

A few Saturdays ago the three of us decided to jump on the train to Whitby. I had cabin fever from working in the house all week, Vivienne wanted to get the train and David was hungover so it was an amusing gentle torture. I asked V to choose between York and Whitby for a day out.. and ‘Whutby’ won it. We walked the steps, half heartedly tried to find Dracula’s grave at the top and walked the cobbled streets stopping to buy a lucky duck for V, a chocolate fondue and fish and chips. A lovely little Saturday.

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