the last of the Canadian visitors

dad and christine outside arguments yard in whitby, north yorkshire

fountains abbey

it's been a busy week. last friday we greeted my dad and christine at manchester airport and embarked on a whirlwind weekend around liverpool before setting off for four nights in the yorkshire dales. we had lots of laughs and what we would all describe as one of the best pub experiences ever at the green dragon in hardrow village in yorkshire. all i'll say is that it involved my dad getting a hug from a lancashire man in yorkshire, a kd lang lookalike, and a drunk farmer.

what's nice about this visit is that they are coming back up to liverpool after their own tour of the south, which is quite ambitious, but no doubt they'll have a great time. we all remarked on how taking them to the train station in liverpool to head down to london was complete roll reversal. davoud and i had armed them with a phone, satellite navigation, more maps and tips on where to eat. "and don't forget to call us when you get there!"

it's a bank holiday weekend here so thankfully we're not back at work until tuesday. i have a bit of school work to finish up on monday and then it will officially all be done. who knows what i'm going to do with all of that spare time...