Our journey south was delayed somewhat in Jedburgh due to the density of the Jedforest. For a 100 metre stretch you had to bend double to get through the trees.

We didn’t stay long at our final destination. There was only time for a quick dash around the exhibition and then we needed to head back to Edinburgh. TPR cheerfully jumped onto his bike and left me to work out the route home by foot all by myself.

There was no way that I was going to walk that kind of distance. I caught a National Express service from Jedburgh coach station and enjoyed the slow trundle home along the north east coast.

There were great views from the coach window. Best of all it was possible to see into the holiday camp gardens in Whitley Bay. Every square inch of grass was covered with enormous ladies sunbathing in their swimsuits. They reminded me of the characters depicted in saucy seaside postcards.