Well, finally managed to persuade Hay that the North West isn't all derelict dark satanic mills and vast swathes of sharia law - she thoroughly enjoyed our weekend and said we could have been in the Cotswolds, which is praise indeed from her.
I can't really class parts of the North Yorkshire Dales as Yorkshire when you're only 15 miles or so from Morecambe on the west coast. Had an argument with her as to which is the largest English county - she was convinced it was Devon, whereas it's Yorkshire.
We started off at Carnforth Railway Station in Lancashire - scene of a Brief Encounter in the 1940s. The exhibition there is run entirely by volunteers, and very good it is too.
They've recreated the Refreshment Room where Victoria Wood and Celia Imrie had their famous scene.
Went on to White Scar Caves, which I last visited some 40 years ago, calling in at Ingleton for a sumptuous afternoon tea of gigantic proportions.
This was followed by dinner at The New Inn in Clapham - absolutely delicious!
We stayed at a B&B between Ingleton and Clapham called Moor View, and it is simply the best B&B I have ever stayed in - they thought of everything and even had a bedside kit bag with "things you may have forgotten". They even provide a choice of breakfast - all for £80 a night.
Rounded off yesterday with a visit to my elder daughter in Huncoat.
Hay wants to go again and do the Three Peaks Walk. She can do that on her own...
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