I suppose we had the long journey back to Scotland to think about.
Before we got to where I took this first photo we had already been in one of the underground tunnels. The one we went in was used as a hospital during World War Two. I'm glad I had Charis's hand to hold - it was scary when the sound effects started . . . the air raid siren, the bomb, the surgeon's voice as he prepared to operate on a Mosquito pilot - as we stood round an empty operating table!'
This was the innermost highest part.
Lots of hands on stuff
The throne room.
The peregrine falcon waiting to swoop on the meat . .
Fish and chips - the grand finale - eaten while watching the ferries depart, and wishing we were on them!
2 comments:
Look like a super day, Juliet......but the fish and chips are my favourite! They always taste so much better eaten in the fresh air, and by the sea too....yum, I can almost taste them from here!
It was a wonderful day out! And we are just thinking about where our next one should be to...
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