We've only visited the Lincoln Motorhome Show once as day visitors many years ago so we thought we would round off the "show" season with what is marketed as the "season finale". On Thursday we completed the journey without mishap and were duly marshalled and parked up in our allocated space with the Motorhome Fun crowd in the showground. Once settled we opened the beers and relaxed. I must admit, it did have a bit of an "end of term" feel about it, albeit the weather was pretty good and we managed to sit outside in the warm sunshine.
Friday we wandered around the show, which was actually quite good, but the only thing we bought was a case of excellent cider and, once again, some toilet fluid, which is significantly cheaper at the show than it is elsewhere. Everything else seems to be marked up for the show to cover costs. Our favourite Thai fast food stall was also present. Luvverly!
On Saturday we took the coach into Lincoln and enjoyed a bimble around this pretty city, although it was very crowded. Lunch was a pork roll and we could tell we were up north by the invitation by the stallholder to cover it in gravy. Gravy? What is that all about? In the evening we had tickets to watch the Manfreds and the Hollies and had the chance to meet Mike D'Abo. An excellent show - really enjoyed it.
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| Steep Hill - a steep hill |
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| Lincoln Castle |
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| Mike D'Abo's autograph |
Sunday we mooched about after watching England's first game in the World Cup against Tonga. In the evening, some stupid prat decided that he would squeeze his mega 4x4 through the gap between us and the van next door, rubbing his wing mirrors along the van. Barefoot I chased him across the field to make him stop, nearly giving the silly old fart a heart attack when I thumped his roof with a lot of force. Luckily there was no damage to our van, but what was disappointing was that the git had no intention of stopping or admitting that he had thumped the van. Bloody cackyvanners.
Monday it was up and off across the Humber bridge to a cheap night's stay at a Haven mobile home eyesore park at Thornwick Bay near Flamborough head. This is a strange site. A huge mass of those awful, ugly, static caravans with a sloping touring field in the far corner. The bar, shop and restaurant, however, were very nice and for a short, cheap stay it makes for an ideal spot, but we were not sure that we would want to spend too much time there. On Monday afternoon we walked along the cliffs towards Flamborough Head.
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| The Humber Bridge |
On Tuesday the weather was appalling, so we caught the rather expensive bus into Bridlington. The seaside part is not really our cup or tea, but the old town is quite pleasant, and we had a nice lunch in the Georgian tea rooms before heading back home. We were due to continue our tour north, but had a call to go and assist with the grape harvest at Chilford Hall, so we decided to stay another night and then head home.
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| Bridlington Sea Front |
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| Old Bridlington |
The following day was cloudy but dry, so we walked along the cliffs to the very impressive RSPB site at Bempton cliffs, where we spent ages watching the gannets. The area does whiff a bit of guano though.
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