Look – sweet kitten! Unfortunately not mine, but Karl and Jills. However I was left kitten sitting with a camera – so here are some of the pictures.For some reason they have called it Kai – just like Wayne Rooneys baby.

Market Weighton, Thorngumbald and home.

We left York and weren’t quite sure what to do with the day, the weather wasn’t too good. In the end we headed over to Thorngumbald to see Janet, my Dad’s cousin. We stopped at Market Weighton on the way, and met William Bradley, the eighteenth century giant.
His house was for sale – complete with large windows and doors. We had a look around the church, interesting to see a woman listed on the war memorial. I have searched on the internet but while I couldn’t find anything relating to her, I found the roll of civilian war dead – fascinating and tragic – whole families wiped out, and also this diary of incidents in the North East during the war.
I wonder if any of these bequests are still active.

We left Market Weighton and went on to see Janet, and had a very pleasant afternoon chatting. We left to go home and stopped off in Beverley to eat – I had a very square pie,
and Phil had properly served bangers and mash.

Halifax to York

We packed up and left Mark and Roma, and went for a walk around Halifax, going to the Piece Hall first. It is a beautiful building – it was changed from the town market in the seventies, and small shops put in. It might be a good idea to put the market back – as it would draw more people to the shops.

We walked past the church and then up the old packhorse path to the road to Shibden Hall.

There was a large school party being welcomed at the door, so we walked around the gardens and went to the cafe first.

Inside the hall is beautiful – lovely panelling and interesting rooms – and a bonus as there was an exhibition of costume inside.

We drove over to York to meet Morag – managed to get a photo at long last of the sculpture at Sowerby Bridge. I do like it!
The sun was setting as we got to the motorway – and it wasn’t long before we got to Morag’s new flat – it is really nice. We went to the nearest pub for a meal – but they weren’t serving on Mondays – so we had to walk around the ring road to a Chinese restaurant.

Skipton, Hebden Bridge and Halifax

In the morning we drove over to Hebden Bridge to go for a walk.We parked on the outskirts of town, walked down into the centre and had a pasty sitting out in the cold before going for a pint in the pub that Phil and Jake and I stayed in while we were walking the Pennine Way. We then walked past Angeldale – the B&B with the most rules in the world – where Jill and I stayed when we walked the Pennine Way.

We walked over the humpback bridge and then along the river side to Gibson Mill. The last time we had walked this way was in 2005 – when the Mill was not open to the public.

The National Trust has taken it over – and had made half a job of it. Usual tea shop – but they had concentrated more on the later history when it was taken out of production and used as a skating rink and tea shop.

I love the picture of Arnold Binns on his roller skates. It would have been good to see more of the earlier history though.
We drove on to Halifax to see Mark and Roma – and it was a lovely surprise to see Sara as well, as I had thought she was in London. Dan (Sara’s Dan – not our Dan) had come over from skipton as well -so we had a real family party. We all went to Warehouse 1204 for dinner – which was really good.

Dan refused to have his photograph taken – and him so good looking and all.
Takes after his Mother!

We had a brilliant evening, the food was great, and the company too!