Whitby 2009 – 6

The Singing Kettle
The Singing Kettle

We tried the Singing Kettle for breakfast today as it was on the way to the bus station. It’s in a secluded spot and you would miss it but for the A-boards at either end of the alley.

An honest, straightforward cafe, the Singing Kettle provided a good breakfast and we may well visit it again when we come back to Whitby.

Once again we boarded the Scarborough bus for an hour’s drive through a sunlit countryside.


The Beckside Tea Room
The Beckside Tea Room

From Scarborough we took the 128 bus to Pickering to visit the Beck Isle Museum. First we stopped at the Beckside Tea Room for tea and toasted tea cakes.

After a preliminary look around town we had an early lunch in a cafe with William Morris wallpaper but whose name I have forgotten, before making our way to the Beck Isle Museum.

Beck Isle Museum
Beck Isle Museum

Photography was not allowed inside the museum but at least an excuse was given, the silliest I have ever heard: “Our insurers do not allow it”. That is plain crackers.

The museum has exhibits covering the life of the region from early modern times to the present and has several period pieces, including a pub, a grocer’s shop, a Victorian drawing room and several others. There is a collection of photographs and a letterpress printing shop in which demonstrations are given.

Pickering
Pickering

We had a second look around town before joining the 128 bus and returning to Scarborough where we took refreshments at—yes, you guessed—the Rendezvous cafe.

By 4pm, the Whitby bus was already on the stand and although it wasn’t due to leave until 10 past, we went aboard. We found it packed and had to stand. The bus stopped several times and even more people got on.

Pickering Flea Market
Pickering Flea Market

When we reached Robin Hood’s Bay, there were gulps of incredulity from the passengers as there was a queue of at least a dozen people waiting to board. A couple of passengers wanted to get off and Tigger and I managed to get seats. It was our most uncomfortable bus ride so far.

Bumblebee
Bumblebee

During the jour­ney it had start­ed to rain heavily but fortunately we ran out of it as we reached Whitby. We returned to our hotel room for tea and a rest, and watched L J and the other gulls at their mysterious activities.


Hatless Heron
Hatless Heron

Around 7:30 we decided to go for dinner. After 3 less than happy experiences with Indian and Pakistani restaurants, we thought it best to cut to the chase and go to Moutrey’s. Alas, it was booked up solid so we set out find another source of food.

We thus came to the Hatless Heron, a coffee bar with a restaurant on the first floor. We had to wait 20 minutes for a table but at least we got fed.

Gullissimo L J
Gullissimo L J
(Beautiful, isn’t he?)

By the time we emerged, it was dark and raining. As we returned to the hotel there was still plenty of vociferous activity among the gulls and we spotted L J on top of his lamp. Does he ever rest and go home to Jane?

A few minutes ago the swing bridge opened and some fairly large vessels went through. Having this activity and views of the quays just outside our window has added a special pleasure to this trip.

Birdgate, Pickering
Birdgate, Pickering

About SilverTiger

I live in Islington with my partner, "Tigger". I blog about our life and our travels, using my own photos for illustration.
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