The castle . . .

. . . at the end of the line.

Newcastle Station waiting for the Carlisle train on a sunny afternoon. They always put our little  (and very old and very cold!) trains on the outermost platform. A bit as if they are ashamed of them. That's Northern Rail for you. 

Another superb lecture about Rock Art. This time it was looking at it as part of the landscape rather than imposed upon it. A privilege to have someone who is so knowledgable and yet able to pass on her enthusiasm so well.