Yesterday I hopped on a train and spent the day in York with some lovely folk I used to work with.
It was a grey day, and you can't tell from my pictures that I was even in York, as they were pretty much all taken inside cafes.
We had a tiny jigsaw race in an old pub, and I was delighted by these tiny postcard-sized wooden puzzles with their 'whimsy pieces'. Most fetching (and much harder than you'd think).
We did, of course, venture outside for a while (between cafes), and found ourselves walking up on the city walls.
I love it up there, but on a Saturday afternoon it's a bit like standing in a queue, everyone shuffling forwards in lines, and with the grey skies it just wasn't very inspiring. We persisted for a while though, and it was good to look out over the city. But eventually we caved in and headed back to another cafe.
I love days like this, and I don't get them very often. No purpose other than to catch up with friends. No deadline, no particular plans (but not so many people that you end up traipsing trying to find somewhere with a big enough table). Definitely something I should do more of.