Sorry for the missed blog, I was staying near Edinburgh last night with Liz and Rob, and inadvertently went on an extensive tour of several whisky distilleries. Consequently, making sense of a keyboard was not a likely event, falling asleep was... Got going a bit later than usual, too.
Yesterday, I had to get a new back tyre fitted in Aberdeen, by the fastest fitter I've ever seen, and had £90 removed by a woman who was utterly charmless. So, Mrs McMiggins of Silliets Tyres, I am pleased to inform you that you have swept the board, and are now the Champion Grump of Scotland, you miserable old trout. Still, everyone else I met in Scotland, without fail, was really friendly and pleasant, so who cares, eh?
Am now in a place called Beadnell, in Northumberland, another stunning coastline and a top collection of castles to boot. I'm just down the road from Bamburgh castle, which is a beast of a thing. Life must have been well violent up here, backalong. Am on a nice campsite, run by the generous and friendly Brian and Marion. Cheers, chaps, your gesture is much appreciated. Tomorrow, Newcastle and on, on, to victory!!
Photos from days 19 and 20.
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