October break, 7 October 2025

Strathclyde Country Park, Glasgow

We had arranged to meet our friend J at the John Buchan museum in Peebles this morning, so we had no need to hurry.  The SW went for a run, and came back very out of breath - I should have sent him out to cool down properly, but was about to go into the shower, so didn't. 

It was a pleasant walk along Peebles High Street to the museum, which was very interesting.  John Buchan, as you probably know, was the author of adventure stories like "The Thirty-Nine Steps", "Prester John" and many more.  He was also a diplomat, and ended up being ennobled - he took the title Baron Tweedsmuir - and made Governor-General of Canada.  Unlike most Governors-General, he really wanted to know what life was like in the country, and to try to unite the disparate peoples - First Nations, English-speaking settlers and French-speaking ones.  Sadly, a lot of his recommendations were ignored by the then government - his role being purely advisory - but he appears to have been much respected by the First Nations.  His sister, Anna, who wrote under the name O Douglas (many of her novels being set in a fictionalised Peebles called Priorsford), is also commemorated.

After we had seen the museum, we crossed the road to the Eastgate Theatre, where we had lunch in the café - our friend is a trustee of the theatre and has been very involved in it.  It was a delicious lunch - I had a jacket potato with bacon, brie and cranberry, and the other two also had jacket potatoes with bacon and other things.  Then we walked back to the motor home along the Tweed, which was also a glorious walk, except that it began to rain.  We said goodbye to our friend, who took a short-cut across the cemetery to where she was going, and headed off on the relatively short drive to the Strathclyde Country Park and the campsite here.  Which is all right, and we have a pleasant pitch near the sanitaires, with EHU and everything.  The Satnav, for some reason, took us off the motorway (only a very short bit of the drive was motorway - most of it was lovely country roads) and literally all round the houses to get to the campsite!  We do not know why.  

Plus the fridge has taken to randomly beeping whenever it gets very wet outside - we think it is affected by condensation, but have no idea how to deal with it.  It did it the first full day, and then stopped, but started up again now.  We have had the heating on, which may have settled it.  

October break, 6 October 2025

Peebles, Scotland

I slept extremely badly, as my glasses have been rubbing my nose and made the whole thing hurt - not just while they rub.  And it was hurting badly enough to keep waking me up in the night. Which basically meant I really didn't want to get up this morning!  The Swan Whisperer went for a walk after breakfast, and we set off around 10:30, I think.  First port of call was a nearby Lidl, where I did a shopping, and then we headed up towards Scotland.  We stopped at a petrol station to get diesel, commenting on how very much cheaper it is up here - £1.39 per litre as opposed to £1.48 or thereabouts further south (you can get it for £1.44, but you have to shop around). On our way to the main road, we went past the Grand Hotel Gosforth Park, where I stayed for the NCC AGM a few weeks ago!

Our first stopping point was Jedburgh, where there was a lovely free car park, so we had lunch and then walked across the bridge to visit Jedburgh Abbey, which was definitely worth the visit, although we both got rather chilled as it was exposed and windy!  We very much enjoyed seeing it, though.  

And then it was time to head on to Peebles, driving along the river Tweed.  There were anglers, and I saw at least one manipulating their landing-net, so I hope it was a good-sized trout or even salmon!  I have never fished the Tweed, but it looked a lovely place to fish.

We are parked up for the night outside a cemetery in Peebles, prior to meeting a friend for lunch tomorrow and visiting the John Buchan museum with her.  Looking forward to it!  It's our last night of "wild camping"; we are mostly in official campsites or CLs now until the last night, when we are staying with relations.  The Swan Whisperer has gone for a walk, and I'm vaguely wondering what to do with the salmon pieces I bought for supper - rice or pasta?  We shall see.....

October break, 5 October

Backworth Miners' Welfare, Backworth, Newcastle.

The Swan Whisperer went for a short run this morning before breakfast, which was our usual Sunday poached egg with leftover baked beans. Then we got redd up - emptying the loo, filling the clean water and finally emptying the grey, which, at that campsite, is the last thing you do after checking out. There was a sign suggesting one took photos:

so we did:

When we had finished fooling around (The SW said "You're cutting off your chin!", to which I replied: "Which one?"), we headed on.  As we had only a relatively short drive today, we decided to go via Scarborough, which made it a lovely drive.  We stopped there to listen to our church service - they have just installed a new camera, and the sound quality was infinitely better than it usually is, and one could hear what is going on.  It does want tweaking, but the SW and the guy who has helped set it up can do that when we get back.   After Scarborough, and with a very quick stop for me to buy tomatoes and cucumber, which I had forgotten yesterday, we had a truly lovely drive over the North Yorkshire moors, stopping in a lay by not far from Fylingdales to have lunch and to mourn the burnt heather in the area.  Eventually, of course,  our route took us back to the main roads and the Tyne Tunnel, which I slept all the way through!   Then we arrived here in Backworth, where they have a dedicated motorhome aire including services (no grey emptying alas, but water and loo emptying), and the SW went for a walk and I did some tai chi (even ten minutes is enough to set  me up for the evening!), and now we are each engrossed in our own things.  Soon I will make a chicken casserole for supper, which should be good.  I hope!

October break, 4 October 2025

Ashfield Touring Caravan Park, York

A long and rather dull day's driving up the M11, A14 and A1(M).  We set off at about 10:00 and first port of call was a Tesco where I did a shopping - goodness, the prices are eye-watering compared to Lidl.  Sadly, the petrol station was closed, so our next port of call was another Tesco, where we did manage to get diesel.  Then it was on and on, stopping at Cambridge services to have lunch, and in a random lay-by for the SW to have coffee, and mentally waving at our various friends who live in Peterborough, Leeds and Donnington.

And then, when we got to the place where we had planned to spend the night, we were turned away.  I don't know why, as it has excellent reviews and is a proper campsite, but evidently not on Saturdays.  However, there was another campsite only a couple of miles away, so I rang them up and asked whether they had room for us, and they did.  Incredibly friendly people, and a really nice place to stay!  So we are comfortably settled here for the night. I was stiff and tired, and got out of the WoMo when we were parked up and did ten minutes' or so qi gong and tai chi, and that has made all the difference.  It is still very windy - the wind rather impacted our drive up and made driving difficult in some places when there weren't high hedges.  But now there is a lovely sunset!

October break, 3 October 2025

Coopersale, Epping, London

Normally, once the schools have gone back, we try to get away for two or three weeks on an early autumn holiday.  This year, for a variety of reasons, this hasn't been able to happen, and the Swan Whisperer's driving licence is still in the possession of the DVLA pending renewal, so we can't go abroad as you need to be able to show a physical driving licence on demand.  But then there was a week in the diary with nothing happening, so we decided to grab the week, and the two bracketing weekends, and take ourselves up to Scotland, seeing various friends and relations while we are there.

We didn't get away as early as we'd hoped this morning, but arrived at No 6 in time for lunch (soup made by me and bread and cheese and fruit crumble bought and/or made by my sister).  After lunch the SW transferred stuff to the WoMo, and I helped put it away, and then we set off.  This pub, the Garnon Bushes,  allows a motorhome to park up for free as long as you have a meal there, and I had bravely rung up and booked our place for this evening.  Only I had to ring them up again en route because the traffic was terrible and ask if our reservation could be put back a bit!  The drive took longer than it ought to have done, primarily due to congestion around the M2/M25 junction, and between it and the Dartford Crossing.  After that, it was a straight run up the M25, and part of the M11 before turning off.  One of the things I am not so fond of when we holiday in the UK is that there are so very few reasonable alternatives to the motorways. 

Anyway, we got here at last and are parked up in a corner of the pub's car park, nicely sheltered from the wind.  I'm as glad that Storm Amy will have got out of the way before we head much further north!  We ate in the pub; the food was okay, quite edible, but far too much of it.  I'm sure my plateful could have fed a family of four!