This poor chap's busy life continued a pace, but I'm not complaining
as it has been a great time.
A visit to Newcastle found me exploring old haunts from fifty
years ago,
I had family to stay, the weather changed from good to bad
and back again several times,
but the month ended on a real high as my youngest daughter
gave birth to a daughter of her own.
I'm a grandfather . . . again !

Firstly a trip over to Newcastle, and a flying visit to Whitley
Bay, a place I haven't really visited for nearly fifty years.
During college I spent six months working as advertising rep
for the Newcastle Journal, Chronicle and Sunday Sun.
This was part of "my patch".

My memories are vague but there used to be a huge fun fare
based around the promenade and the Spanish City Dome.
For those of a certain age, The Spanish City famously featured
in Mark Knopfler's Dire Straights song "Tunnel of Love".

The Funfair has gone, victim of time and the overseas travel
industry,
but in 2018 an investment of £10m saw the dome and the
buildings come back to life.
Read all about it here
including a fine article on the history
of the site.

The seafront has been improved and on a great day like today
it offers fine views over the North Sea,
south towards Tynemouth and north to St Mary's Lighthouse in
the Blyth direction.

Carved out of stone and still in use today .
. . the Table Rocks Bathing Pool at Brown's Bay.
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Created out of a natural rock pool in 1894
it was extended several times, to reach its present
size in 1908.
It became home of the Whitley and Monkseaton Bathing
Club
and had changing rooms which existed until the 1950's.
The Club insignia was a gold plated Winkle Shell
broach,
which gave rise to the expression "show
us your winkle".
Naughty !
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Just up the coast is the delightfully named
Seaton Sluice.
The name refers to a boating inlet and harbour
rather than anything unsavoury.
It was a great place to take the dogs for a
run on the beach today.

Tucked under the buildings on the last photo
is the good sized, small-boat harbour.

However access is difficult at low tide due
to the sand bar at the entrance,
as this small boat was to find out while I was
watching.
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Back home now and a canine portrait on Scale
Hill summit.
It was a windy day and the precursor to a period
of bad weather.

Down by Crummock Water a few days later and
the cloud was down, the rain was falling and the water levels
rising.

Gusts of wind whipped the water into waves,
complete with the occasional whirl of spray
lifting water from the surface.

Still, it didn't seem to dampen the enthusiasm
of this cold water swimmer !
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Back in
the garden the 'size' of bird life on the table suddenly
increased. |
My daughter Cathy and
her partner also had a few days in the Lakes. |
The three of us had a walk around Loweswater,
but I'll not repeat the photos which were similar to those on
recent walks in September.
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My daughter was due to have her first child
on October 21st . . . and on the 21st she duly arrived.
She was delivered in the Sheffield Maternity
Hospital, a healthy 6lb baby girl.
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Matt loaded
up and ready for home . . . |
. . . where Emily settled
in beautifully for this family photo. |
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Her first
hospital picture. |
My chance to get to
meet her was the following weekend. |
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Grandparenting
skills not forgotten. |
Small but perfectly
formed. |
Jen and Matt put a montage up on their social media . . .
This included Matt's parents, myself and Jen's older sister
Cathy.
Welcome to the world . . . Emily Annabel.