It's nostalgia time.

Last Friday night Pickle and Pearl were watching television with me. They were curious (as always) about the meaning and way of life in the North-East of Yorkshire, England, by goom. We were watching "Heartbeat", none of this American rubbish. When I (the 'guide') told them that was my neck of the woods they wanted to know more and I reminded them that they had once blocked the traffic in Yarm on market day, (see 4 May 2006). They were, of course, puzzled by references to Scarborough so I said I would display a picture of the seafront and town and castle and as a special treat I would show the one where they had visited it in the olden days when they didn't know what it was called.