Cloisters

Durham Cathedral.

I lived here (in Durham City, not in the cathedral) for two years - 30 years ago. I hardly remembered a thing - we walked down little alleyways and streets I had no recollection of at all.

I did remember the bakery where I spent a hundred weekends injecting the jam into doughnuts, though. It's not a bakery any longer. M&S is still there further up the hill - looking just as jaded as it ever did.

And then back to Newcastle and an impromptu cinema visit to see Boyhood - a film as disturbing and difficult to watch as it was gentle and moving. I'm glad I had a strong hand to hold.