A week-end in Yorkshire
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london1967Last Friday we went up to Leeds by train.
We had carefully planned the journey from here to St. Pancras (which is a stone's throw from King's Cross, the London terminal for the EastCoast services): the plan was to catch a direct train that started from our local station. Well you know what happens to best laid plans! LOL That train didn't arrive and disappeared from the screen, and I ended having to stand for most of the journey on a another crowded train (for the record, no-one offered to give up their priority seat - reserved to those less able to stand - but I'm not bitter because I would have taken too much room anyway with my not-so-bendable leg).
The journey from King's Cross to Leeds was much more relaxed and we got priority seats with a bit of extra leg room, which really helped.
After we got there, and collected the hire car, we checked in at the hotel and then went to Lawnswood Cemetery where we met up with Fiona, Oscar and Inigo (Adrian's sister and nephews) to scatter Rosemarie's ashes in the garden of remembrance, exactly on the same spot where Rosemarie's husband ashes were scattered a number of years ago.
The man who led the very short ceremony was really lovely, a "gentle giant" as Adrian later said.
A few tears were shed and we were in dire need of a cup of tea, which we had once back at the hotel.
A bit of a rest, and later we went out for dinner. Fiona and Adrian had decided to take out to dinner the 'boys' who lived next door to Rosemarie, and who have been really good to her (and vice-versa, I'm sure).
We went to 1875 an Indian restaurant located on the top floor of a local station. The food was just superb: without doubt, the best Indian I've ever had! (and I've been to India)
The rest of the week-end was spent doing things that Rosemarie would have enjoyed: going for runs in the car, to gardens and stately homes, having afternoon tea and fish & chips.
On Saturday we visited Harlow Carr, a Royal Horticultural Society's Garden on the outskirts of Harrogate.
I managed to do quite a lot of walking and thoroughly enjoyed it.
We didn't go to the woodland because it was really beyond my capabilities.
The two parts I enjoyed the most were a series of gardens from Georgian times to the present days, and the fantastic borders.
Here's the whole family
Inigo, Oscar and his girlfriend Anna, Fiona and of course![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
london1952
Halfway through our visit we stopped at Betty's: the one at Harlow Carr is one of six café/tea rooms of this renowned local mini-chain. We had quite a wait as we needed a table for 6 but it was worth the wait. Adrian and I had afternoon tea.
Then back to the garden and to the fabulous main borders.
I am not a big fan of ornamental grasses but here they really worked (as the borders are huge)
Ah young love!
And here's a touch of home!
It was a lovely day: all that beauty was much needed food for the soul.
We had carefully planned the journey from here to St. Pancras (which is a stone's throw from King's Cross, the London terminal for the EastCoast services): the plan was to catch a direct train that started from our local station. Well you know what happens to best laid plans! LOL That train didn't arrive and disappeared from the screen, and I ended having to stand for most of the journey on a another crowded train (for the record, no-one offered to give up their priority seat - reserved to those less able to stand - but I'm not bitter because I would have taken too much room anyway with my not-so-bendable leg).
The journey from King's Cross to Leeds was much more relaxed and we got priority seats with a bit of extra leg room, which really helped.
After we got there, and collected the hire car, we checked in at the hotel and then went to Lawnswood Cemetery where we met up with Fiona, Oscar and Inigo (Adrian's sister and nephews) to scatter Rosemarie's ashes in the garden of remembrance, exactly on the same spot where Rosemarie's husband ashes were scattered a number of years ago.
The man who led the very short ceremony was really lovely, a "gentle giant" as Adrian later said.
A few tears were shed and we were in dire need of a cup of tea, which we had once back at the hotel.
A bit of a rest, and later we went out for dinner. Fiona and Adrian had decided to take out to dinner the 'boys' who lived next door to Rosemarie, and who have been really good to her (and vice-versa, I'm sure).
We went to 1875 an Indian restaurant located on the top floor of a local station. The food was just superb: without doubt, the best Indian I've ever had! (and I've been to India)
The rest of the week-end was spent doing things that Rosemarie would have enjoyed: going for runs in the car, to gardens and stately homes, having afternoon tea and fish & chips.
On Saturday we visited Harlow Carr, a Royal Horticultural Society's Garden on the outskirts of Harrogate.
I managed to do quite a lot of walking and thoroughly enjoyed it.
We didn't go to the woodland because it was really beyond my capabilities.
The two parts I enjoyed the most were a series of gardens from Georgian times to the present days, and the fantastic borders.
Here's the whole family
Inigo, Oscar and his girlfriend Anna, Fiona and of course
london1952Halfway through our visit we stopped at Betty's: the one at Harlow Carr is one of six café/tea rooms of this renowned local mini-chain. We had quite a wait as we needed a table for 6 but it was worth the wait. Adrian and I had afternoon tea.
Then back to the garden and to the fabulous main borders.
I am not a big fan of ornamental grasses but here they really worked (as the borders are huge)
Ah young love!
And here's a touch of home!
It was a lovely day: all that beauty was much needed food for the soul.
