Grey Street leads down to the River Tyne and in town is lined with posh shops and fine dining establishments but it is all very discreet. You can't be too flashy with your money in a working class town but there is money in Newcastle.
Dog Leap steps lead up to the Castle Keep, which I think is an old town gate or fort. We climbed it last time and had no intention of doing so this time.
While we menfolk in 2008 climbed the stairs up to The Keep, the womenfolk sensibly took to the gin in this pub.
To the right you can see the Tyne Bridge.
This bridge is for buses and trains.
Does the Tyne Bridge remind you of another one similar?
As well as many bridges over the Tyne, there is also a tunnel underneath and plans for another. This red and white bridge is a swing bridge.
The southern side of the Tyne is called Gateshead. I think the building you can see is an arts performance space. You can also see the Gateshead Millennium Bridge.
Another view of the Tyne Bridge.
Sand, deck chairs, there are umbrellas there somewhere too usually means a beach, but this is a riverside beach.
The Gateshead Millennium Bridge is also known less formally as the Winking Eye or the Blinking Eye. The walkway lifts up to give passage to river craft too high to pass under. It is opened daily for bridge geeks. Ok, yes, I wanted to see it.
A wonderful building given a new life as a space for art.
It must be nearly fully open now.
Huge hydraulics operate the bridge.
We found a bus to get us back to the centre of town but we could not use our day tickets and had to pay again. Gusto in Newcastle looks a bit different to Gusto in Aomori, Japan.
On the edge of Grainger Market was Farnons Department Store. It has long gone, but it was where R worked his first job after leaving school.
From the number 40 bus home, St James' Park, home of the Newcastle United football team.
Sister 1's husband delivered our friends to the station late afternoon for them to journey to Manchester where they would be collected by a friend to stay the night. We journey to Manchester the following day. Unbelievably, family members turned up again that night at home for a final goodbye, but they pleasingly did not stay too long. Sister 1 has a daughter the same age as Little Jo, and she brought presents for Little Jo, even though they had never met. She also brought us a bottle of Scotch to send us on our way.
I wished I could click my fingers and be home. I was, well both of us, were well over our holiday.