Tuesday, May 06, 2008


To the York Castle Museum for a fun frolic amongst old stuff. I first went to this place when I was about five and it's lost none of its magic. Finn is too young to appreciate the exhibits but he did enjoy traveling past a Victorian parlour, 1950s front room, the still glorious Victorian street scene, the prison cells and the new Sixties section whilst riding in the back carrier that the museum lent to us. So much so that he fell asleep. Then he woke up and made groovy gurgling noises.

York was much nicer to be around today - the Bank Holiday visitors had all buggered off so we managed to get riverside drinks and food in at the Pitcher & Piano and could move with ease through the streets without people falling over the buggy every other second.

Reading: Richard Benson - The Farm

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