To Alnwick and back

Northumberland is an area of the country that I’ve never been to before, but have wanted to visit for a long time. I’ve travelled through the area by train, on several occasions, on visits by rail to Edinburgh, and certainly on the first trip between the English and Scottish capitals on the East Coast mainline, the coastal views from the window, as the train sped steadily northwards, were enough to fire my imagination, and inspire me to add Northumberland to my list of “must see” locations.

Earlier this year, I’d been talking with my neighbour over the fence, as you do, when the subject of holidays came up. My neighbour recounted that he had recently returned from a holiday in Northumberland, staying in a rented property, overlooking the coast with his partner, and a few of their friends. Terry told me how quiet the beaches had been, and how little traffic there was on the roads. They’d all enjoyed a really good holiday, and he would thoroughly recommend the area as a good place for a holiday.

Mrs PBT’s and I had been thinking of a post summer break, for some time, and with the idea of taking son Matthew with us, Northumberland seemed the ideal location. It would also tick another box for on my list of places to visit. Eileen seemed quite taken with the idea, particularly when I said we could make a brief visit across the border into Scotland. Consequently, I started researching suitable locations to visit and, just as importantly, places to stay. I also looked at breaking both the outward and return journeys, bearing in mind the 300+ mile drive, each way.

With regard to places to stay, it was always going to be Alnwick, centrally located, off the main A1 trunk road, and just a short distance from the North Sea coast. From the various articles and reviews I read, it also looked an attractive place in which to base ourselves, At Mrs PBT’s suggestion – or should that be insistence, I booked stays at three different Premier Inns, to take account of the aforementioned breaks of journey. For the record, the stopovers were Harrogate on the outward trip, and Huntingdon on the return.

The Alnwick Premier Inn is a recent addition to the chain, and unlike its stablemate at Harrogate, was adequately staffed. It was a 25-minute walk into the centre of town, although by way of a change from the limited range of beers stocked by the hotel bar, there was a substantial, stone-built, multi-room, pub, called the Oaks Hotel, done out in Jennings’s livery. Unsurprisingly it didn’t stock any Jenning’s beers, and no Marston’s ones for that matter. Matthew and I made a number of after-dinner visits, where alongside Taylor’s Landlord, the cask selection swapped from Hadrian -Tyneside Blonde to Alnwick Brewery Amber.

Speaking of the latter, we called in at the Alnwick Brewery Tap, housed in a comfortable, stone-built former barn, in a rural spot roughly halfway between Alnwick and Alnmouth. It was a rather wet, windy and rather miserable day when we called in (the only bad day of the holiday), so the log-burner, blazing away brightly in the corner, helped add a welcome homely touch to the place. I purchased a selection of Alnwick bottles to take home with me.

As well as trips out – including that promised excursion into Scotland, we enjoyed a couple of days looking round Alnwick, which proved to be am attractive and well-laid out town, that is dominated by the imposing and majestic, stone-built, early, 14^th century castle, owned by the Percy family since 1309, and one of the largest inhabited castles in the UK today. As well as the heritage and real history (the Percy family are the Duke & Duchess of Northumberland), Alnwick Castle has been a filming location for Downton Abbey, Dungeons & Dragons – thought that was a game? and two Harry Potter films.

Surrounding the castle ramparts, are some substantial and well-laid out gardens. We didn’t pay to enter either, partially due to Mrs PBT’s mobility issues, but also because it seemed somewhere that was worthy of an entire day being spent on it.  One of the gatekeepers advised us that the best area for taking photos of the castle, was on the other side of the town, so we took the advice, and did exactly that before heading back to the hotel.

Putting the castle to one side for a moment, what we particularly liked about Alnwick was its excellent selection of independent shops, pubs, bars, and places where one could grab a decent coffee. The people were obviously friendly – it was the north-east, after all, but the biggest bonus as far as we were concerned, was the free (in most cases) car-parking. Having to pay to park one’s car, is a really divisive issue where we live in Tonbridge, something made worse recently by a local council driven by a scrooge-like mentality, that has recently extended the times where charges apply, to include evenings and Sundays.

I mentioned in the previous article about having failed to visit Bamburgh and its equally famous castle, although with us due to return home tomorrow (Saturday), that will have to wait for another occasion, as will Holy Island (Lindisfarne). For anyone planning a trip to this unspoilt part of the country, Eileen and I can thoroughly recommend Alnwick as a base. And for those who don’t fancy driving, especially if you live at the opposite end of the UK, why not take the train instead and then travel around the area by bus? I haven’t done the research myself, but I know someone who has, and based on what he told me, plus the number of buses we saw, even in quite remote locations, leads me to believe that Northumberland is quite doable by bus, and is even better if, like me, you have a bus pass.

We departed Alnwick this morning, driving 245 miles to our current resting place, the Premier Inn at Huntingdon. It's not actually in the town itself, but instead is situated on a service area between the A1 and the A14. Unlike the Premier we left behind at Alnwick, the one we're now staying at is older, and is similar in design, style and appearance the one where we began our trip North - the Premier Inn at Harrogate south. There the similarity ends, as a stone's throw from this particular outlet, is a stand alone Brewer's Fayre, called the Brampton Hut, which is where we ate this evening.

It might sound boring and lazy, but we've had an evening meal at a Premier Inn every night, except the first, and that one was the Harrogate south outlet. It's not haute-cuisine, and it's not exactly artisanal cooking either, but it's well thought out, and cooked with fresh and high quality ingredients. Mrs PBT's isn't much of a pub-goer, and after driving each and every day, I didn't really fancy acting as chauffeur either. Various cut-price offers are available at the Brampton, that weren't on the menu at Alnwick, but there was still plenty that appealed to us. It's back to Kent in the morning, and back to work the following day, but it's been an enjoyable and relaxing family break.