One direction...

...according to the arrow atop the Whitby whalebones.

Last day in Whitby. Tent down and camping gear in the car, then in to Whitby for breakfast - full English for Mr M and crispy bacon, eggs, pancakes and maple syrup for me. What a treat!

The Craft Fair closed at 2.00pm, then it was time to put the remaining instruments in their cases, dismantle the stall, pack the car and say last goodbyes. We won't see some of our friends until next year's festival season.

Mr M drove us home via a scenic route and a nice pub for a meal.