Scarborough was packed to the gunnels with tourists. I thought Whitby was bad the other day, but this was worse. The noise and the number of bodies packed together reminded me of the seabird colony on Flamborough Head. Oh my, it was busy.
Anyway, we managed to fight our way onto an open-topped bus and took a short, but very slow, trip along the sea front.
Here is my Mum, and here is my Auntie Brenda!
|Mum and Brenda|
I think Brenda has her fingers in her ears because of the noise.
Either that, or she has changed her religion.
|C-A-L-F Vegan and Vegetarian Cafe|
|The Golden Last, Loyalist Pub|
|Long to Watch Over Us ...|
Still, very enjoyable, and a different perspective on Scarborough.
|North Scarborough town|
|The Grand Hotel, Scarborough|
Not one of Brenda's favourite hotels after a rather bad Christmas experience staying there.