It was the third day of meeting up with my sister and her husband, this time the location was York. Otherwise though the day was a bit disappointing, the weather wasn't very nice, cold and dark...terrible for photography; the Castle Museum, which we wanted to visit was closed and there was scaffolding covering the minster and several other buildings.
We went on a guided walking tour of York, going to some areas of the city I'd not seen before - the guide was very good, but the weather spoiled it - Della and Mitch live in subtropical Queensland in Australia and were struggling with the cold weather.
Della wanted to go for lunch to a pub with a real log fire and the guide was able to suggest somewhere - Mitch spent a lot of time standing right in front of the fire.
Because the Castle Museum was closed we decided to go to the Yorkshire Museum...and it was a boring, bland, patronising and uninspiring experience.
Della and Mitch had made plans for later so we said goodbye. I didn't fancy walking the streets of York for the rest of the day so I caught the next train to Doncaster.