Whoops, I missed Durham

I left Edinburgh in mizzling rain, and then, by the time I reached Berwick North, the rain had stopped and the fog was reducing visibility to about 20 metres at times. I decided to drive slowly - what else could I do? I had lunch at a pub somewhere, oven baked salmon with lovely, fresh green beans, broccoli and carrots. The berry crumble to follow was more of a compote, of redcurrants and strawberries, deliciously tart, with a crunchy topping. Didn't need dinner after that!
Just outside Durham, my accomodation for the night was delightful. Lovely comfy beds, a normal sized bathroom, definitely room to swing the proverbial (cat, I mean!) and, from my window, a view across the valley to a pretty village. By the time I arrived the fog had lifted which is why I could see the view.
This morning the view was even better as the sun was shining, weakly, but you take what you can get, the locals say. My hosts chatted me over the best prepared breakfast I've had so far, including pineapple and melon to start, mushrooms, just crisp enough bacon, scrambled egg and fresh, oven baked truss tomatoes. Such healthiness!
British bread is not good, when it's brown that is all it is. Even whole grain, when toasted, develops that awful empty crispness - almost sandy in texture.
There was a 6month old British Bulldog puppy in residence, clearly training itself to be a real character. They look really mean but are absolute sooks, in my experience. Not very bright, must be the shortage of oxygen getting to their brains through those scrunched up nasal passages.
York next, will do the must sees - the Minster, York Museum and try and finally see some of the Great Houses in the area. So far they've all been closed - out of season - or open 'tomorrow, or next week'. Weather forecast for tomorros is for SUN - maybe it will turn out correct!