Holy Island is just about our favourite place in all the world. DH started going there on field trips with his students -- it has an interesting history and landscape. He discovered that the people who ran the Lindisfarne Hotel at that time had Leeds connections and children about the ages of ours. So we started taking the kids on holidays at least once a year. We love it when its wet and blustery or in spring when the lambs are jumping around. There would always be a forced march around the entire island, which the kids actually loved to do. We would always stay at the Lindisfarne and they would have the children's high tea, then off to bed. One time they managed to lock themselves in the room and fall asleep, so DH and Clive had to get out a ladder and climb through the window! There was always a quick tour of the village shop, the National Trust shop for souvenirs, The Priory, visit to the St. Aidan statue (we always thought he was holding an ice cream cone!), walk past Cuthbert's Island, the harbour, the Castle and Gertrude Jeckyll's garden, the limn kilns, up the coast to the Pyramid, through the Links to the beach of the north side (lovely for sand castles and paddling), back through the Links and down the middle of the island to see all the sheep and back to the hotel. They'd be exhausted but loved every minute of it. May I recommend the Oasis Cafe in the village (say hi to Clive and Sue!)
We'll be there once again soon to deliver E's ashes to a place she loved the best.
