Unusual attractions in rural Northumberland (Rousse)

My father easily parked the silver Ford Granada outside the shopping parade. It was only when everyone got out that I discovered why this particular space was free: you could only stay here for one hour. We would surely need longer than that if we were staying in Hexham for a meal. I decided to move the car myself.

I turned right at the junction (without looking left first and so only narrowly avoided a crash into an on-coming vehicle), then turned off the main road to drive through the rural villages. The road was covered in coins that had been dropped on the tarmac for good luck.

I passed a field where an 84 year old woman was swinging from a tarzee rope, egged on by her neighbours.

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