Wednesday, 2 June 2010

Bamburgh, Northumberland

I count myself lucky to have this on the doorstep Jogged four miles along the spectacular golden beach.
Whenever I come to the ancient capital of the bygone Northumbrian Kingdom its easy to imagine the long history of Lindisfarne, the hooded monks, the grating of chainmail against steel, the menacing longships stealing in at early dawn and drawing up on the sand and the Norse invasion of 793 A.D. in the air.

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