Newhaven

After being kind enough to provide us with fine vittles, champagne, two comfy sofas for the night and a good deal of twenty-year old Mexican travel advice last night, our hosts further spoiled us this morning with bramble muffins, modern art and a trip out to Newhaven for fish and chips and a chance to marvel at middleman's latest favourite disused graffitied blip-destination (obviously the promise of the former helped win some of the party over where the latter alone might not quite have sufficed.) It was a flying visit to say the least and we left not long after lunch for the long drive home to Nottingham. Luckily we discovered a very nice cafe in Alnmouth last time we were up this way where we were able to break the return journey with ginger cake and flat white...