I had all of last week off, and spent some of it visiting family in York. Ever since I was born, I have been visiting York two or three times a year, but it’s always been family visits rather than an actual holiday. This trip was a little different: my mum and I stayed at a bed and breakfast near the centre of town, and spent time exploring as tourists. Mum grew up in York and so knows the city well, but she had never been on a boat trip along the river, which is something we both enjoyed during our stay. (Though she had crossed the river on a boat before: it often floods, and she remembers being ferried across the river as a schoolgirl on army boats during some particularly high waters.)
If you’ve ever been to York, you will know that it is filled with tourists – and so seems like a busy place for such a small town. The skies were blue on our first morning, and so I got up early (by my standards) and was walking along the river by 7.30am. It was so peaceful – I saw birds and squirrels, and hardly any people. I then walked along a stretch of the Bar Walls, and only passed three people on there (they are very narrow elevated paths, and so usually if you walk along them you spend all of your time getting out of people’s way). From up there you can see all sorts of things – from the Minster to people’s back gardens, and so it’s a great way to explore.
We visited my grandfather a couple of times during our stay, and spent one afternoon with him looking over all the old family photo albums. There were a few pictures of the way his house looked in years gone by – this one shows the dining table-end of the living room, and a little of the kitchen. I love the way the room is styled, and it reminds me of some interiors I’ve seen in magazines in more modern times. My grandfather made most of the furniture in the house himself (even the fitted kitchen), and much of it remains, though these days the room is a little more cluttered.
There are a couple more pictures of the room, which you can see here – and I’ve made a set of all my pictures from this trip here, including some which show the very pretty windows of Betty’s tea rooms.