Watchin' you!

Back in Berwick. Back in England for the day.

We visited Berwick years ago. It was raining and we had two grumpy teenagers in tow, hungry and bored with everything. Our good friends are great fans of the English Border town, so we drove from Heritage Cottage to the coast.

We never saw the sea. Mist destroyed the view of Elizabeth's calamitous earthworks and we, instead chose to walk along the Tweed hoping the sun would come out.

It did. A bit. We ate our sandwich at the breakneck stairs on the white wall, thinking of 'Game of Thrones' and it was brighter. We turned for home and the carpark because we were running out of time on our 'free' parking, Berwick had proven itself to be a place worthy of a visit.

This is is graffiti under the road bridge.

Scary, Eh?