On Saturday I headed down t the Pagan market to see Black Pig Border Morris.
Definitely noisier than the traditional Morris dancing usually seen locally :-)
Great energy bouncing off them :-)
On Saturday I headed down t the Pagan market to see Black Pig Border Morris.
Definitely noisier than the traditional Morris dancing usually seen locally :-)
Great energy bouncing off them :-)
Onwards to North Berwick, this was one of my favourite places on the trip and co-incidentally one where we spent the most nights although that was more down to the weather than anything else, 55 mph wind gusts aren't fun when you are over 10 foot high and shaped like a brick !!
Anyway, I met a lovely group of spinners, members of the Haddington spinners and weavers group, no photos but they gave me an invite to go to one of their meeting which I hope to do in the near future.
Yarn bombing was very much in evidence down by the harbour,
Now that I've pretty much recovered from the covid symptoms ( I never seem to teste positive but isolate anyway) I'm adding in a few details re textiles and fibres spotted on our last break.
First stop for thread related finds was Jedburgh, in the Jail to be more precise.
Well just over a week but I've been busy washing , sorting, cleaning out the van ready for next time and spinning.
We went on a road trip at the end of August for a few weeks. Started in our favourite seaside town of Bridlington and wandered off into the Scottish borders.
Bridlington was busy with holiday makers, sunny and warm.
The model village reopened this year so we walked down from the campsite and wandered round with our quiz sheets hunting for characters and buildings.
Full of anticipation, we packed up the van and moved north to Gretna, the next day it simply poured with rain. The van turned into a damp hovel with steaming clothes haha. The weather improved a day later so we set off to explore, Ian to the Devils porridge museum about 1st Word War munitions factory and myself into the village.
Next stop was Jedborough, famous for its abbey. Interesting campsite, long and thin with a track through it to the football pitches, early evenings could be lethal as parents picked up their youngsters from practise and totally ignored the 5mph signs.
Gentle walk into town by the river, small cafes and shops and a hill topped by the old jail.
We usually stay for three nights on each site unless the weather is too bad to travel so it was on to North Berwick next, what did I just say about the weather?
Finally, it cleared :-)
We both enjoyed being at North Berwick, we even stayed an extra night but that was due to the 55mph winds more than anything else.
Pretty place, friendly people and I did find some fibre type stuff but that's for a separate post.
August bank holiday saw us back at Papplewick Pumping Station for their classic bike weekend. We jumped in the car on the Sunday and popped down for a breakfast cob and a look round the bikes on show. Many of the bikes were also on show last year but there one or two that I quite fancied.
The boats were out and about on the cooling pond.
as were the geese.
Since most of the people were outside, we took the opportunity to head in and again admire the Victorian workmanship.