The last of the B & B's

Our final evening brought us to a rather fancy B & B, but service alas was of the usual inflexible offhand variety. Everything was regulated... lined up and guests expected to fit in. Our problems were exacerbated by the fact that there was no lift back to the train to Newcastle. The only cab had been booked and so we were left between a rock and a hard place as we had booked to see friends on the way back down to Sheffield. We were also meeting Maria and John for a picnic dinner at the Sheffield Jazz festival!

Ho Hum! Managed to get a later train, picked up our gear from Chris & Sues house, collected the key for our cottage and then rushed off to meet Maria and John. Only an hour late!