Peace And Goodwill, Droogs!

I Refer, Of Course, To "A Clockwork Orange"
 - which immediately refutes the "PAG" intent.  Anyway, "droog" is one of the Nadsat* words incorporated into the novel that means "friend".  And yes, I am blatantly trying for both Russian and Anthony Burgess' fans traffic here.
     Anyway, we have veered slightly off-course, due to me trying desperately to show you how clever I am.  What I meant to begin with was a stirring evocation of humanity being splendid to the rest of humanity - here's an appropriately titled song from Cherry Ghost - "People Help The People" -

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYGOLzMgI88

      - although Hom. Sap. being Hom. Sap., well, the deck is stacked against you.
     Still, Conrad will persist with the seasonal theme.  No zombies, atom bombs or tanks.  Instead we have the family's trip to Robin Hood's Bay, which is not in Wales, nor yet Norfolk, but instead on the North Yorkshire coast. It is a small, picturesque coastal town of immense charm.  Probably 6 feet underwater in a storm, mind.

1)  Terrace view south 3:15

As we arrived, the tide departed

     This is about as far out as the tide can get, having checked the Tide Tables leaflet in the kitchen.  3:15 p.m. is mid-point between the two high tides

2)  Terrace view East 

Eastern vista, plus Darling Daughter's hair

 3)  Terrace view North

4)  Kitchen view 1

The table, pre-us.  

     That little blue pamphlet in the bottom right of the wall shelves is the Tide Table booklet, which sternly warns of the dangers of mucking about on the beach shortly before high tide.

5)  Room 1

Yes, a bit dull.  But - a bit dull IN ROBIN HOODS BAY!

6)  Kitchen view 2

Again pretty dull.  

     Don't worry, we soon got to differentiate it.

7)  The Lounge, sea-facing

Another spectacular view of DD's hair

     At this moment the tide was out.  When it was in, our perspective made it look as if the North Sea was lapping at the bottom of the walls.  Thanks, Perspective.

8)  The Kids Den

     Sally rather ill-advisedly had a bath with a glitter bath-bomb, and then proceeded to shed glitter over the whole house for days afterwards.

9)  The Attic

     Edna managed to run up two flights of stairs to the attic and then realised she couldn't get down - twice.  After that the doors were kept shut.

10)  Sunrise.  Oh The Poetry

   Friday morning circa 8 a.m. No I didn't rise especially early to view it thanks to the depths of poetry in my soul, I was en route to the bathroom.

11)  The River Stream Running Through It

12)  Rush-hour In RHB

The centre of town

     This is the wide bit, the rest is one-car-width and there's only one small place to turn around, so if two cars happen to be travelling in opposite directions ...

13)  Darling Daughter Is Now 21

Sigh.  Not my little girl any more
Beautiful shot, though

     We had worried about weather, but as is visible from this shot, it was incredibly mild and I'd been sitting out here on the terrace clad in t-shirt and socks**, drinking my tea and basking in the sun.

14)  The Attic Stairs

Featuring your humble scribe's trainers

     As apparent, narrow, steep and curved.  The "bell pull" visible in centre is to either pull yourself up by, or let yourself down by.  Obviously stairs this steep, winding and narrow are an excellent anti-zombie measure and if Sorry!

15)  Down These Mean Streets -

GANG WARFARE ON THE STREETS OF R.H.B.!!!!
Actually no, it's  Degsy walking the dog.

16)  A View On The Beach

     The terms of York House mean that you can't leave pets indoors alone, so Conrad took Edna for a stroll on the beach, which she loved.  Sandy, soggy and wet afterwards.

17)  Saying Goodbye

     Cold when the wind was blowing, it was also brilliantly sunny and clear.  However, the closer we got to Oldham and home the cloudier and gloomier it got!

A brilliant little break away for a birthday bash.

Thank you for reading, and as promised, no zombies, atom bombs or tanks.  I told you, Peace and Goodwill, man!


*  No!  Not a marine navigational satellite - the cod-Russian language used by characters.
** Plus pants and trousers.  Just to be clear.