One of the few upsides to being your own boss is that largely you can do what you want.
So when i turned 60 (no he isn’t,he can’t be) I decided to work a bit less..20% less through the week and no weekends.
My 20% off was today and commenced with a lie in and then bacon sandwiches which were only just plural as the problem was rasher numbers as in 4.
I lay one slice out and cautiously spread just enough special sauce and positioned 3 well burnt rashes on it two big side facing left,one, in the middle facing right as you do.
Perfect. So leaving a problematical single bit. Clever boy he cut one slice in half and folded the slice of loveliness in two and I was in double figures Sarnie speaking.
Then it was off to Beamish.
I visited there just a few weeks ago and looked for pictures and though I took some I wasn’t happy with many but this week I was seeing large and clear through my Fuji again with the 35 but a zoom is coming soon.
What a place Beamish is.
Imagine the vision of its creator Frank Atkinson to have stood on that spot with his vision in his head.He could not have imagined what is there now.
Brilliant and £15.50 yearly membership for old fogeys like me.

Until next week then Beamish.