When my Dad read that they serve door-slab French toast at the Piece Box Cafe, he insisted we go for breakfast the next morning. I loved the pink teapot they gave him.
Mum and I shared the Hell's eggs and pancakes which were both delicious.
We waved goodbye to my parents after breakfast and went for a walk along the canal.
We spotted some kayakers playing what looked like water basketball.
I sent a photo to my Dad who was saying it'd be fun to kayak to work if he lived next to a canal.
We walked for ages until we reached the viaduct.
It was so high that it made me feel dizzy.