Had the weather been brighter, and had I been feeling up to it, we would have been scooting off today to York to have a look around the railway museum, and hopefully catch a sight of my all time favourite steam train, the Flying Scotsman. Because of bad timing i.e returning home from our holiday, we missed the exhibition where the Flying Scotsman was on the turntable resplendent in black ‘wartime’ livery. I suppose we could have set off home earlier, jumped off the train at York, seen the exhibition, and then caught a later train home, but that would have entailed us dragging our suitcase around the railway museum.
If any of my readers happened to be loitering around my blog during this last week or so, they might have been annoyed to see countless changes taking place right before their eyes. I’ve been vainly trying to find a new header and background for both of my ‘diary’ blogs over here and on Blogger. It hasn’t really been successful because I have arrived at the conclusion that I have set myself an impossible task. To try and find a header or background that illustrated me as a person and what I am all about, not easy when I am not sure who I am myself! I’m still not fully happy with the current choice. It does reflect one of my great passions of course, steam trains, and the very mysterious dark figure loitering at the kiosk hints at my love of mysteries.
On Friday, K had to be escorted down to the Adult Education Centre to begin her new course in Yoga. Yoga! As if she’s not laid back and relaxed enough! It really ought to be me beginning Yoga class seeing as I am the uptight one out of this duo! As it turned out, I very nearly needed more than Yoga, I nearly needed some smelling salts to help my recovery from shock! The reason? We had to use the bus before 9.30am and therefore we had to pay some bus fare.
We set off on one of our quests yesterday. To renew my Senior railcard to be exact. Well that was my reason but as it turned out, an Angry Whopper meal figured largely in K’s quest. As is usual for us two intrepid adventurers, rather than simply go to the nearest train station to carry out this task, we made a meal of it and toured West Yorkshire. Well maybe not quite the whole of West Yorkshire but a huge big two cities and a town part of it.
In direct contrast to Saturdays venture to buy the train tickets for our upcoming journey to visit my eldest son and his family, see A Wasted Day… again! or the quest for the rail tickets. today was very successful despite the fact that I have returned home with rather more than I bargained for! I didn’t hold out much hope of everything running smoothly though as we really did seem to have a lot of ‘must do’s’ and ‘have to’s’ incorporated into today’s outing but everything went according to plan!
Firstly we walked down to the doctors to leave a repeat prescription for my tablets, then we ventured into the Post Office where I returned a parcel via special delivery to Play.com, who had sent me two copies of ‘The Spiderwick Chronicles’ by mistake, and they have promised to reimburse me for the cost of the return.
Then a swift walk to the station as we didn’t have much time before the Leeds train was due, which incidentally was accompanied by lots of grumbling and muttering under her breath from K as we went. (she hates when we have to walk fairly fast, keeps saying her legs are too short) We arrived at the station just in time to catch the train to Leeds. Arriving at our destination, we then proceeded through the ticket stalls to the Travel Centre, joining the queue to book and pay for our tickets. As it came to our turn, two of the staff promptly closed their positions! (Obviously they had heard all about us!) but we were soon attended to by another member of staff who was obviously of much stronger constitution than her male colleagues!
I had taken a printout of the Leeds/Carlisle/Glasgow route with me to show whoever was dealing with us (see, on the ball for once today with brain functioning at near full capacity!) but the girl informed me that although she could book that route if I insisted, it was much slower and in addition, if we missed our connection in Carlisle we would have ages to wait for the next one as they were fairly infrequent. So I accepted her superior knowledge on the subject and we are now going via York both on the journey up and the one coming back. The total cost came to £70.00 which isn’t too bad in my opinion. Also our seats are reserved on all trains both outbound and return which then guarantees us a seat.
By this time it was about 12.00 or thereabouts and we decided return via Huddersfield and have another search for a larger crossover style bag for me in Marks and Sparks. A quick lunch in MickyD’s (I must remember to take out some shares in McDonalds as K and I seem to be spending quite a fair amount of time in there lately!) I had my usual Grilled Chicken Caesar Salad and a tea, and K had a Chicken Legend with potato wedges instead of chips accompanied by her usual Still Fanta Orange with no ice.
Then onward to Marks and Spencer’s to have a look at their crossover bags. They were very nice but a trifle too small for my liking, nor did they have a lot of separate compartments inside either ( a big plus with me) so we decided to take a look in British Home Stores. It was here that I found a fairly roomy crossover bag which was just up my street, and also obtained a new addition to our family! When we went to the desk to pay for the bag, the assistant informed me that I could have one of the cuddly toys that were randomly scattered all around the store for a special price, as I had spent over £10.00, so meet teddy! He has his own passport (no good ending up living with us two then as we have never been abroad and have no intentions of going anytime in the near future thereby rendering his passport obsolete!)
I can’t think of a name for him at the moment, K suggested ‘Spike’ because his hair is stuck up according to her. Oh, and she won’t want him, she doesn’t like cuddly toys full stop! I have ended up with the tiger that I bought for her because every time I went into her bedroom, he had been thrown onto the floor and I felt so sorry for him that he now resides on my bed. So, a new addition to our already overcrowded flat! He is cute though, they all had different coloured scarves on and I preferred the cream coloured one. Mind you I have to confess that once outside the shop, he ended up being stuffed roughly into K’s backpack with K and myself looking round furtively just to make sure we wouldn’t be accosted by the ‘Cruelty to Teddy Bears’ association.
Then back home on the bus, a couple of hours to catch our breaths, then into track suits and off out again to our exercise class. K had forgotten most of the exercises and ended up the session by making everyone laugh as she sang to to the music using a weight in her hand as a pretend microphone. So after a tiring but fruitful day I am just enjoying a nice hot cuppa that K has made for me whilst finishing off this blog. A most successful quest all in all, with much accomplished I think.
So that’s all for now, keep blogging and reading! TG