Had a nice trip over to Bamburgh the other night to see our Sarah and co who were staying there with the Woodcocks. Woody is getting ordained next week so it was nice to have time to catch up before he does the dirty deed of kissing the bishops ring. Bamburgh is less than an hour away and is very nice. I can see a camping trip there coming off some time. We headed for the beach as it was a warm evening. Whilst there we had (as Woody described it) 'man fun'. Beer (for non drivers), footy and dune diving. There were some cracking dunes and diving off them had to be done, despite it being slightly high and causing an involuntary wink of the old rusty bullet hole! Anna & Woody haven't changed much since they were teenagers back at Criccieth. Well Woody has gone a bit grey (better than being ginge I say) and both are wearing well now they have the additional bundles of joy of twins. It was a brief encounter but one to cherish. Sadly we will miss the ordination and after service bbq at the Fox. I feel Anna's pain as they move from York to a place that is one vowel away from Hell. All in the call of duty I suppose!
