Sheds, Gardens and days out....

If people can do the beach in the UK, why not in the med.

 On Sunday Sandra and I decided to have a day out and set off before breakfast for the Sunday market at Catterick near Scotch corner.  We had breakfast there but the market was only half the size it used to be which is a bit of a shame but I guess perhaps a sign of the times.  From there we headed across the north of the country via Northallerton and Helmsley to Pickering, home of the North Yorkshire Moors railway.

Marina Scarborough style.

From pot to kiosk, three yards.

 We actually sat outside continental style, for a coffee at a street cafe in the town with the sun shining so much it was almost a struggle, but we persevered!  We decided to head for Whitby but when nearly there modified our target to Scarborough, it was packed and we had a lovely afternoon walking along the beach and through the town.  We took the scenic route back over the moors and the wolds where we ended up at Howden and had our evening meal at the Orchard Cottage Chinese restaurant.  A delicious meal later we decided to go back to Geoff's house after fourteen hours out and about I think he was missing us.

Still scraping up silt in the garden shed

Monday, it was a final clean up in the garage, returning some of our worldly goods back into storage, this time well out of reach of any more flooding.  I also thought it was about time to clean out the garden shed, knowing full well it would be a task.  The silt on the floor was still not yet dry but more like the constituency of play-doh.  Scraped it all out in sections with a shovel before removing the shed contents to allow me to venture further in.  The trouble is the silt is the most sticky thing you have ever encountered, $*^! and blankets have nothing on this stuff.  Anyway it's all been pressure washed not and things are back as they should be.

Sawing up all the damaged tree's with Geoff and Pauline.

Today Geoff and I have been taking down some of the trees in his garden which were damaged by the recent very strong winds.  We also took the opportunity of pruning some of the larger trees which needed a monkey and a ladder to get to, I won't say who was the monkey.  Anyway we have ended up with loads of logs for No. 1 son's fire, and loads of mulch for the garden as we have put all the branches under one and a half inches in diameter through the shredder.    Notice Sandra's Aunty Pauline looking on in a supervisory capacity, I think we may have to do hers before we return to Greece.