Whitby Bound

With Christmas out of the way and a lull before New Year, Her Indoors and I have decided it’s not worth hanging round the house watching the mega-dross which passes for TV these days. So we’re hopping on a bus and clearing off to Whitby for a day or two.

Not that the TV in Whitby is any better than it is in Manchester, but we’ll be stopping in a large hotel with an adequate bar and some promised entertainment. Hopefully that doesn’t just mean large screen TV.

I’ve paid for a sea view so we’ll be able to watch the waves lashing the harbour wall rather than watching the snow lashing our street.

And of course, to keep Her Indoors happy, there is the inevitable shopping.

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We’ll be back Monday afternoon, so until then be good. If you can’t be good , be careful if you can’t be careful, read the latest STAC Mystery, A Killing in the Family. (Bet you thought I wouldn’t have the balls to chuck in a cheap plug, didn’t you?).

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