That wandering Bears may come...
Nov. 27th, 2009 09:32 pmThe Bears (my brother and sister-in-law) came to stay last weekend. They didn't come with buns, but with tiny cheese-stuffed peppers, marmalade and a banjo (they took the banjo home with them, afterwards). The home team provided the buns.
In between the eating and the sitting up late talking, and the doing the crossword, there were entertainments. We went to a Shetland evening in Gateshead, with writer Ann Cleeves and fiddler Chris Stout: a lovely event because, as as Ann tells in in her blog, the two of them bounce so creatively off each other, Ann putting a musician loosely based on Chris into her novel White Nights and Chris thinking that this character is rather cool, and composing a piece of music that he might play... Afterwards we went for a drink at the Sage, somewhere the Bears hadn't previously been - it's not quite the same as taking them to a gig there, but it's a start.
We went out for a walk in Houghall Woods, and another along the coastal path near Seaham; we went to Hexham, and visited the abbey, and explored the town in the rain. ( And we went to TK Maxx. )
In between the eating and the sitting up late talking, and the doing the crossword, there were entertainments. We went to a Shetland evening in Gateshead, with writer Ann Cleeves and fiddler Chris Stout: a lovely event because, as as Ann tells in in her blog, the two of them bounce so creatively off each other, Ann putting a musician loosely based on Chris into her novel White Nights and Chris thinking that this character is rather cool, and composing a piece of music that he might play... Afterwards we went for a drink at the Sage, somewhere the Bears hadn't previously been - it's not quite the same as taking them to a gig there, but it's a start.
We went out for a walk in Houghall Woods, and another along the coastal path near Seaham; we went to Hexham, and visited the abbey, and explored the town in the rain. ( And we went to TK Maxx. )