Sunday 16 September 2007

Week-ends away

I have just returned from Northumberland to a wet (for the first time in the best part of a month) Edinburgh. It is probably wet in Northumberland too by now. Since May (when our builders went away) we have been in Northumberland at lot at week-ends. This is not unusual - we just seemed to be there much less in the early part of this year. Our week-ends there have a familiar pattern - we leave here on Friday evening if we can; drive down the A1 (never failing to be stunned by the view down the coast to Lindisfarne and Bamburgh Castles from just north of Berwick); arrive, light the fire, eat chips and drink wine; take our small child to her riding lesson; go to the beach; read a lot of rubbish in the papers; occasionaly golf (badly); visit something; go back to the beach; read a lot of rubbish in more papers; come home usually on the other road, sometimes dropping in on family somewhere on the way. We often (although less lately) have friends to stay and enjoy showing them beaches and castles.

This week-end we have walked on the beach at Bamburgh. We went to Thropton Show. We walked today at Cheswick, where there were no signs of the many golf balls I accidentally fire over the dunes from nearby Goswick. The weather has had a tinge of autumn about it; the trees are turning and the hedgerows fantastic. The views south to Lindisfarne and beyond this morning were spectacular with the wind whipping the tops off the waves and the sky marbled (almost as beautifully as some of the marbled eggs in the Thropton industrial section). We are aware that living like this has a certain degree of unreality about it - it is almost like being on holiday every week-end or two. Except its not. It is a part of how we lead our life. It takes a bit of effort. We have proper homes in both places, both equally full of our stuff and each comfortable enough to be lived in properly. We are in Edinburgh most of the time, but do much of our living in Northumberland. I can't quite decide whether its the best of both worlds or a compromise. I'm not sure I have a compromising nature. Oh hell - confused again.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Northumberland is indeed providing us with very wintry weather today. It's now dark and miserable and I feel as though I ought to get the Christmas tree out.

You should call in sometime. I've met one or two bloggers - so long as you're not an axe murderer!!

Crystal xx

@themill said...

Thank you for reminding me about the Warhol exhibition. Been today and it was fabulous - as was the weather, not to mention the most stunning train journey in Britain.

occasional northerner said...

CJ - I will. I drove past your road end not long ago and thought about you. No axe murdering to my account - sole criminal record a fixed penalty for speeding on the A9 - not even fast - 60 in a 50! We offered a week or two ago for Mousen Barns from which we could see you, but didn't get it so you have narrowly avoided having us a neighbours for now!

@TM - glad you enjoyed it. I did too. My 7 year old is there this afternoon. Not sure what she'll make of it. Live in fear of new wallpaper request!