Friday

Today's forecast was heavy rain at 14.00 so we got out sharpish to drive to Holy Island.  The safe crossing time ended at 12.05 so we decided to drive across the causeway to ensure we had enough time to walk around the island and leave. If we didn't make it we would be stuck until 18.30 - Kath was anxious the whole time not wanting to miss her revision.

A strange life for the residents to always have to think about tide times but a lovely place to live.

Once off the island we stopped for a coffee then went to Bamburgh to eat lunch on the beach then walk for a bit to see the impressive castle. Got back to the house just before the rain started. After we chilled and Kath had put her hours in on the books we popped to the pub for a drink before dinner. Lots of Geordie accents.

We were stopped at a level crossing on the way and there were these oddities for sale which meant we were all saying "should have bought a squirrel"! (Rat Race).

The Priory on Holy Island

Possibly St Cuthberts but could not get near as hadn't paid admission.

Martin practising his knots in the old lifeboat station

We could hear seals on a nearby sandbank - a strange, haunting sound

"Here you go Mum"......rude

Art on the east side of the island

Washed up jelly fish

Kath showing Martin a yoga move before lunch