tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556657999892839298.post5511054132569684996..comments2024-03-19T08:35:01.699+00:00Comments on Love my life: A walk from GrassingtonMeanqueenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02705837426373680532noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556657999892839298.post-26969965312391866122011-03-02T17:40:48.817+00:002011-03-02T17:40:48.817+00:00I love the one with the plants on the staircase. I...I love the one with the plants on the staircase. I visited Grassington many years ago with my Mum and Dad and a few other cycling friends. It was just as you could imagine it, hardly any cars at all. We stayed in a little cottage facing the square and the beds were damp and dusty. We weren't bothered about that though.<br /><br />About 30 years ago I was offered a job by a man who organised the Cycling Tour of Britain and he lived in Grassington. The job involved travelling with the tour and going around the country researching beforehand. There was a caravan with the job in Grassington. Sadly though as I had my little lad then and me on my own, I couldn't have gone there. It brought back memories, your post.Campfirehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06573797205145907726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3556657999892839298.post-3952469015534000802010-08-28T11:11:50.699+01:002010-08-28T11:11:50.699+01:00Looks very picturesque! Lovely to see that many fl...Looks very picturesque! Lovely to see that many flower pots dotted about in the streets.<br />Imprompto holidays are sometimes the best! I wish I could do that, at times. Rick needs to be extra organised and prepared for everything. I couldn`t just decide on the spur of the moment, with him in tow.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09114653674812242486noreply@blogger.com