Border Crossing

The Royal Border Bridge over the River Tweed carries trains on the main East Coast line. It's a wonderful structure and although an unoriginal blip for the area I'm happy with it. Because this has been largely a lighthouse tour I'm including an extra of Berwick Town Hall the upper part of which was designed as a 'guiding light' for shipping.

Packed up this morning and went for breakfast at the great deli we discovered on day 1 and haven't bothered to look elsewhere. Thanks to the owner we'd made contact with a town guide who took us a really informative and interesting walk on the town walls. I understand a lot more about Berwick's strategic importance and why it changed hands so often between the ancient Kingdoms of Northumbria (= North of the Humber, I never knew that), Scotland and England. 90 minutes well spent.

Quick bowl of soup then to the station. My train, I discovered, is due to terminate in Edinburgh. J already knew that hers, to Inverness, wasn't running. We got an earlier one to Edinburgh and I'm now on the last leg home.

What a great break it's been. I'm going to try to catch up with blip but I'm quite tired so it might not be till tomorrow.