Having arrived safely in Hinderwell on Saturday via a random sat-navved route down some small, winding, uphill-downhill roads, our first port of call on Sunday morning was Saltburn-by-the-sea, to begin the trip down Pete’s memory lane.  We found a Liana to match Cat’s in the carpark (same year, same colour!), and then headed up the steps to the top road to admire the sea views.  Up into town, past the station, and a stop to look at the cute theatre that probably used to be a church, and then Pete took me down to the pretty Italian Gardens, where we walked back along the footpath by the miniature railway line… sadly, it wasn’t running at the time, but we did see the train!

We pottered back along the seafront where our attempts to get icecream were foiled by the machine, admired the water-controlled funicular running up and down the cliff, and wandered out to the end of the pier, from where we could admire both the views and the typical family day out at the seaside, complete with sand drawings and windbreaks!  Eventually we headed home, planning for a Sunday lunch at the pub, only to find that the chef was ill, so up the road to The Ellerby as recommended for a yorkshire Sunday roast it was!