Friday: Spanish City

I worked until mid-afternoon when K’s brother arrived from the Lake District for a visit.  He’s a self-sufficient visitor as he has a van and just parks on the drive.

We took him out to see the sights of Whitley Bay which naturally included the Spanish City.  When I was little it was a place of wonder due to the huge (or so it seemed to me) funfair.  That’s all gone but it’s still a nice place with a restaurant and champagne bar.