|Lioness at Knowsley Safari Park|
It is unlike me to let three days pass by without blogging. I imagine that a few regular visitors will have been wondering where I had gone. But fret not cuddlebugs, I am not lying on a mortuary slab or languishing in a hospital bed with my limbs in traction. Nor was I arrested for singing "I Can't Help Falling in Love With You" at the top of my voice when swaying home from the pub last Friday night.
No my friends. The truth of the matter is that I have been somewhere with Mistress Pudding. Though somewhat ashamed and embarrassed, I shall admit that we have been over to... Lancashire. An involuntary shudder has just rippled down my spine but there - I have said it. Lancashire. The red rose county of George Formby, of Uncle Joe's mintballs, Eccles cakes, wooden clogs and second rate cricket. We were there principally to attend an evening wedding "do" at Aughton just north of Liverpool.
Throughout the weekend, the weather was very kind. We visited beaches at Formby, Crosby and Ainsdale plus the "Dream" sculpture at Sutton Manor near St Helens and the animals at Knowsley Safari Park. We packed a lot in, staying at the Liverpool North Premier Inn but didn't venture into the centre of Liverpool itself. Been there done that.
We are now back in Yorkshire breathing fresh Yorkshire air. I am happy to report that we have not contracted Lancoitis. This is down to good fortune as well as meticulous personal hygiene throughout our sixty hours in Lancashire. Now, how about some more photographs?
|Ainsdale Beach near Southport|
|"Another Place" - Crosby Beach|
|"Dream" at Sutton Manor|
|Man and dog at Crosby Beach|