Warkworth

We thought it was worth a walk to Warkworth..
The river was very low. It’s not rained here yet except for a sprinkle. We went in a very strange cafe for a coffee and a toasted teacake. The tables were in the front room of a house. An older man shuffled in with a raven black wig that it was hard not to stare at. I asked if they had soya or oat milk, the answer was just a straight no. Norm wanted a cappuccino but there was only coffee with a jug of hot milk. The tea cakes were very nice though. 
I’ve put a photo in extras for you Sal. It’s one of the only 2 postboxes in the country without the collection times displayed on it.