The first stop of the Gavin and Alice Easter Tour was in The Toon, my hometown.
Here I am, in a photo taken by Gavin, taking the shot of Godric mid-plunder and pillage. Mmm, isn't Tynemouth pretty? Only moments before, it had looked like this:
... very dramatic and obliging photogenic. The sea was crazy. Godric would have struggled to attack from sea, I suspect, but luckily, he travels by pocket. Far more convenient.
Plundering can be a tiring business (all that yelling and axe-wielding) so we popped over to North Shields Fish Quay for fish and chips. Food of the gods!
We even strayed a little bit into the countryside, and did a 20 mile round cycle into Wylam, complete with self-congratulatory pie break in the middle. 20 miles is quite a lot of cycling for little old me, and pie was essential. Of course, Gavin's all outdoorsy and healthy and good at cycling, so he was gliding along effortlessly in the correct gear looking very elegant while I huffed and puffed and sweated and acquired a very fine pair of bum bruises.
Our next stop in the Easter Tour was Aberdeenshire, for a Wholesome Adventure with Gavin's family. They've quite the menagerie at the moment, including the newest addition of nine rather magnificent chickens.
They also have two dogs, one of whom is very obligingly photogenic and will stay more or less still when I point a camera at him.
They both had a quiet snooze in the sun. I copied them, and curled up on Gavin for a warm nap. The little dog, Jack, climbed up onto the sofa and had a snooze on me. Snooze on a snooze! Snooze-ception? It was kind of adorable.
Having a dog must be a lovely motivator for just going on a walk. Here I am, pretending to be a wholesome, countryside dog-owner. I've never really had a pet, aside from a hamster when I was 10, who was cute but not all that interesting. His favourite activities was flicking his poop through the bars onto the carpet and gnawing on my sister's fingers. (My mum wasn't massively keen on him.)
We took a trip to the Winter Gardens in Aberdeen, which apparently has some of the second biggest collections of certain plants aside from the Eden Project down south. It was awesome. Rose, my Kenner Blythe came along for the trip.
You'll have to excuse Rose's flyaways, she's been travelling all Easter with those plaits in, and a few hairs have managed to escape in transition. She'll get some pampering soon, with a nice long soak in some fabric conditioner!
My spring break ended yesterday, and so I have arrived home in St Andrews with a whole bunch of beautiful freshly laid eggs that I am under strict instruction to eat and bake with...
I am in for a delicious week. Hopefully, the excellence of these eggses will ease the pain of having to, like, do actual work again...
Hope you all had a lovely Easter time! xox