Tuesday, 22 May 2012
So,so many calls on my time this week and my computer is running super slow for some reason. First of all the temperature was eight degrees when we returned at the weekend, today it is twenty five degrees and rising. Glorious weather but rather a shock to the system.
Of course, when the temperature becomes Spring-like, the garden calls, so in addition to my weekly shop I have also been to the garden centre to stock up on essential supplies today and after our evening meal I spent an hour in the garden, finding out that in the past few days my roses have all developed black spot - so that meant spraying and hoping I have caught it in time.
However, just a quick look at Craster for you today. It is the lovliest little fishing village, only a couple of miles from where we were staying, and as we were there very early on Sunday morning we were the only people about. It is here that they smoke the wonderful Craster kippers (I had one each morning for my breakfast - delicious).
There is a sad story attached to the tiny harbour. There was no harbour here and the fishermen just launched their boats from the beach. In 1904 the son of the Craster family, Captain John Charles Craster was killed in action in the Thibetan campaign. It had always been his dream as a young man to build a harbour and as a memorial to his memory the family built the harbour.
From here there is a mile walk to Dunstanburgh castle, a bracing walk in the cold wind but it was sunny and we really enjoyed it. I'll be back tomorrow with Lindisfarne - after a visit to the hairdresser (badly needed) and a couple of hours in the garden.