Return to Dracula’s Lair

In the first week of June 2014, Debbie and I decided we’d take mum on holiday with us to Whitby, our first break since dad’s passing in November the year before.

We chose a ground floor apartment called “Cadliam” in Cleveland Terrace.  Although very modern & well equipped, it was quite small for three and parking was a bit tight at the front, but a huge plus was it was only a relatively short walk to the centre of town.

We ate lunch again at the Magpie cafe where I can still remember the gorgeous flavour of my pan-fried lemon sole with roe still attached.  Yum!  We had many walks down the harbour, with me frequently stopping off for a few oysters at the shellfish stall…

On this holiday we seemed to pack in quite a few things to visit, rather than just eat throughout, the three of us took a ride on the North Yorkshire Moors Railway to Pickering by steam engine which was great fun but seemed to take forever to arrive.  Just like Brief Encounter I got some grit in my eye while poking my head out of the window admiring the passing countryside.

We also made full use of our National Trust membership taking mum for lunch at Nunnington Hall, pictured below.

Not all trips were with mum though, Debbie and I had a chance this time to take a tour of Whitby Abbey, famous for Dracula, although we had to duck and dive occasionally to try and avoid the rain clouds.

We also headed back to Helmsley by car and while mum shopped we took the opportunity to finally look round the ruined castle that we’d not seen the last time we visited with dad on the Sandsend holiday.

Returning to Whitby the three of us went for a short sail out of the harbour on a pirate boat which was very relaxing and warm.  Here’s a picture of me below looking rather too “well fed” taken by mum.


On our return to port we took a ride on the steam driven charabanc called Charlotte, who’s conductor was a really enjoyable guide to the town and played a number of Second World War songs as we chugged along.

All in all a good holiday, but tinged with sadness remembering my dear departed father, we all missed him so much.


Return to Dracula’s Lair

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