Singing and beer

Another bank holiday weekend. Yippee! Not such great warm weather this time, but today has at least been bright and sunny (unlike the wet weather down South!). I managed to get some gardening done, got my hanging baskets planted up and should be able to get my veg planted out now. The rainbow chard which I planted last year had continued to grow over winter, so I've left them in as they look so weird!

Saturday morning we started the day at James’s house in Lincolnshire and we popped into Scunthorpe in the morning. I’d never been before, but it seems I hadn’t missed much. We decided to stop for a coffee, but I was unimpressed by the look of most of the cafes. We then saw one which looked a bit posher. We discussed how expensive it might be, but decided as we were in Scunthorpe it couldn’t be too bad. As we walked upstairs to the café, signs on the walls showed that it was also a beauty salon. On poster offered a special offer on “eyebrow, lip and chin wax”, together with a reminder that you could get toast and tea. Mmm – says a lot for the type of people that might use the salon? We ended up with 2 lattes and 2 full breakfasts for a total of £6 (no, not each – all together!!). We passed on the chin wax, but thought we’d got a bargain on our brunch. It even tasted good!!

We then headed into Beverley for a Sea Shanty festival. Ok, maybe it’s not near the sea, but they had moored a couple of barges and a sailing ship in the beck and the signs suggested singers in a few of the beckside pubs. Unfortunately, there was a bit more interest in football than in the shanty singers, so they had been relegated to the garden while lots of excited drunken blokes (and women) stared at a big screen TV inside. Not being football fans, James and I braved the chilly wind and listened to a couple of songs outside. Sea shanties tell great, funny stories, and a very appreciative audience !! (not!)

We then headed back to Driffield and after dropping Liddi back to Beverley for a party, we headed to The Tiger for their micro brewery beer festival. I was hoping to sample some real ales in really tiny miniature glasses…..but apparently it wasn’t that type of micro beer ! Had a few beers and then headed off to The Bell to see if anything had changed. I used to be a barmaid there but hadn’t been in for about a year. Actually, nothing had changed. I don’t just mean in the last year, but probably in the last 50 years or so! We were probably the only people under 60 (apart from a weirdo who doesn’t count).