Judith and me climbed up to see Hoad today - Easter Sunday.

It is the first time in 28 years of going to Ulverston that I have ever climbed right to the top. We were the last visitors of the day.
(My main blog is the Abingdon Blog and this blog is from places other than Abingdon)

One day we caught a coach to the capital of the Island of Corfu. All the church bells were ringing. Bands were taking part in a ceremony as priests paraded the remains of a Saint round the town.
This is one priest on his mobile after the event.
Another shot of the same town - its old quarter was built by Venetians.
Over the other side of the island we stayed in an isolated resort and so most of the time we just stayed put and had a restful holiday.



I looked in a tunnel under the road near the overflow carpark.
down near the shore line at Morcambe Bay...
along many tree lines pathways.
The weather forecast was for heavy rain, but as things turned out, while my daughter went to an audition and interview at Plymouth University, I got a good look round a City I do not know.
The harbour wall has a number plaques commemorating early settlers going off to America.
The lighthouse, called Smeatons Tower, was originally built on Eddystone reef, and moved stone by stone in the 1880s, to its current commanding vantage point, when the sea was undermining the rock on which it stood.
A picture of Mr Hopkins our English teacher from about aged 13 to 15. His comment on my first essay in his class was "5/10 : All very sad. Your story is too breathless to make much sense".