Church Hill

Down to Alnmouth this morning to wave Tom off on the train home (and, once again, the poem Guests springs to mind!). He's helping to run an 'Into the Wilderness' course this week. Then MrM and I walked on the beach with Louie. We didn't stay too long - after the recent spell of warm weather, today came as something of a shock - grey and misty, with temperatures struggling to reach double figures. There were poppies on the verge, a colourful foreground for a shot of Church Hill.

MrM and I stopped off in Hedgeley on the way back, for coffee and to browse round the antique shop. Then home and back to normality, such as it is...