Heading west - and this is where I get a little bit jealous - they spent the day in Haworth, Brontë country, which looks to be perfectly idyllic and somewhere I could see myself wandering around for hours, soaking it all up. Only one word of caution: Beware of the traffic wardens in the car parks. My mum and her friend came across a very hostile one, who was downright nasty just because their ticket flipped on the dashboard. He made them pay an on the spot fine of £90 and wouldn't even look at their ticket to confirm they had in fact purchased it. The whole experience really took the shine of what should have been a smashing visit.
Blogging is an amazing concept so here I am giving it a whirl. You'll get words. You'll get pics. Sometimes a vid or two. You'll get tongue in cheek, the odd humble opinion and an honest insight into my travels and writing life. Maybe even a few gems along the way. I'll be musing on home turf as I see more and more of the UK and sharing my experiences further afield on holidays and adventurous trips across the globe.