JS and I were my mother’s passengers in the tiny red car. Our route us along the dangerous cliffs of the north east coast of Northumberland, and then west along the A69 towards Hexham.
We considered calling in on KA, but thought it would be rude to do so without making a prior arrangement. We also ran out of time to do so due to huge problems navigating the narrow alleyways of town. It was as if we’d never visited Hexham before in our entire lives.