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Waving bye-bye to our lovely cottage overlooking the bay, we moved on from a week in Robin Hood’s Bay, to Derbyshire, where we stayed a couple of nights at The Rambler Inn, which was a very comfy stay, with some very friendly staff.
My main reason for guiding the family towards this part of the country was to be able to visit this property.
The exteriors of this stately home were used for filming a rather well-known period drama almost 20 years ago. Do you recognise it?
Another attraction of the area was the beautiful scenery. We’d not visited the area before and were astounded by the beauty of the landscape. This was taken from Rushup Edge, which we climbed after stopping the car to admire the view from the road. It was an even better view from the top.
It seemed the perfect weather for these para-gliders.
Well you wouldn’t know now, as the mist is now creeping down over the headland and floating across the bay, but earlier it was a very conventionally summery day. Sun shining, ice-cream on the beach, much paddling by the kids, much sitting down and taking lazy photos by me. It appears they have a micro-climate here and it’s extra-ordinary how quickly things change. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.
We were at the beach today again, but this time it was was Whitby, home of Dracula, Whitby Abbey and jet stone. We had already stuffed ourselves with lunch at Botham’s tea rooms and although the adults in the party felt the need to wrap up against the Yorkshire summer, the girls were happy with freezing their toes in the North Sea.
Holiday time and we’re back at our favourite place in Yorkshire, Robin Hood’s Bay. Looks like the weather is going to be great this week too.
It’s been a chaotic week, and I left it quite late to put any thought into Halloween – it’s not something that is particularly special to me. But the kids wanted to go trick or treating and I just about pulled it together to go out with my girls and Rosie’s special friend along our road.
I lit some tea-lights to get into the mood, and found they made delightful shadows through the patterns of the glass dishes.
I couldn’t resist this excessively shiny black floor as a medium for a self-portrait.
A moment later I realised I had left my notepad on the top of the car, forgotten in my excitement of capturing this shot. As the car turned a corner, it flew off and landed in the road. Luckily it survived its special trip.