Fancy Goods

Mrs B and I have been away. To Alnmouth where all things are lovely. Except the steak and ale pie in the Red Lion Inn. That's not lovely. That's shit.

This is not Alnmouth. I think the polite phrase for this is differently lovely.

I have a crown. How peculiar. If this has drawn people to this journal who are used to a higher standard then I can only apologise. The Whitby picture was an aberration and I promise not to do it again.

The weekend away started here.