Lindisfarne was on the itinerary today, for if we were to leave it to any other day, the tide times would be troublesome!
St Aidan ~ Pip would have been Aidan Francis, had she been a boy!
Pip is convinced that this is "Our Lady of Walsingham" and I have to agree with her.
St Aidan Icon.
Both Benedict and myself have been the "walking wounded" within the party, him as a result of slipping in the gym a few weeks ago and landing sharply on his coccyx and me as a result of another Fibro flare due to all the stresses and strains of sickness, caring and travelling! In all our married life which amounts to 28 years in a few weeks, we have never holidayed three times in one year, let alone within a month of a previous trip! So when we caught sight of our favourite coffee house it was caffeine and analgesics all the way:
"What's in that bag?" A packet of freshly ground Pilgrim House coffee and another Pilgrim House mug for me, since my exisiting one is starting to wane as a result of constant use!
A cheeky sparrow.
Wrought Iron Loveliness.
We enjoyed our visit to The Lindisfarne Centre and the kids also enjoyed meeting a very friendly Labrador during our sojourne around the Island. Praise be, there were no truculent kids, lost car keys or broken mobility scooters as in previous years, so I think I can hail this visit a success!
Soon it was time to make our way home, open roads and blue skies all the way:
The causeway on our return journey home.
A safe haven for those stranded by the incoming tide.