Murder Most Foul

It's early days in the investigation into the great Alnwick scarecrow massacre. Early suspicion is falling on a short blond character caught on cctv fleeing the scene. Have you seen this boy?

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So, we were dropping Mr B off at Newcastle airport at OMG early time, and instead of landing on my mum (an hour further on) for breakfast, we headed back north to Alnwick to go to the Castle Gardens. We arrived 45 minutes before they opened (and oh my word they are strict about their opening time) but the benefit of being first in, was uninterrupted views of the Cascade (apart from those two annoying but undoubtedly cute children on the tractors).

It also meant we were kind of done there before the lunchtime bank holiday weekend hordes arrived, and on our way to join the long, snaking queue of cars waiting for the causeway to open to Holy Island.

Lovely walk there, ice cream and a slow slow slog back up the A1 back home, enlivened by lots of loud tuneless Abba singing. I'm now catching up on the first Gavin and Stacey series, which somehow Mr B has seen and I haven't. Classic, but somehow think it would be more fun with some company.