SaltBurn-By-The-Sea And Harassing Elderly Gentlemen

Last weekend found me adventuring in Saltburn-by-the-Sea, camera in hand and hope in my heart. This rather pretty seaside town has seen me visit a couple of times before, but in the guise of a wedding blogger. And during my visits to wedding fairs there my curiosity was peaked – I just had to return and find out just what Saltburn-by-the-Sea has to offer.

An old fashioned hut that sells tickets for the tram way at Saltburn-By-The-Sea

In an effort to fit in as much Yorkshire sightseeing as we can before our house sells, Mr Chic and I have been visiting all the places that ended up on our Yorkshire bucket list. Not that we will never return to God’s own country, but I think buying and redecorating a new home will eat up our already precious time. It will be a while before we tackle the journey from Wales to Yorkshire.

Our Adventure In Saltburn-By-The-Sea

We started our exploration of Saltburn just as the clock was striking twelve, which meant that the first port of call for us was lunch. We had a mooch around a number of eateries, but ended up at Real Meals. This ‘stuffed to the brim with deliciousness’ delicatessen serves a pretty decent selection of hot and cold food on its regular menu. However, our tastebuds were tickled by the specials of the day: chorizo salad and gourmet burger.

Chris potato salad with poached egg. Gourmet burger with potatoes and salad.

With all my recent bloating problems, I’ve decided to ditch the gluten for a while and see if that helps. I resisted the temptation to take a humongous bite out of Mr Chic’s burger, but his culinary critique was, “Bloody hell that’s good!”

I also tried my first Flora Tea ™ (flowering teas ™). Hand-tied, individual green tea leaves and dried aromatic flowers form a tea ball/heart, which ‘flowers’ when placed in boiling water.

Flora green tea, a flowering tea.

Pretty eh? After a bit of a heavy lunch we took a very long, and very leisurely walk around the town and along the promenade. According to my step counter we did 7,312 steps. Pretty impressive on a full stomach!

We then took a ride in Saltburn’s glorious tram way down to the beach.

Saltburn-By-The-Sea tramway.The tramway as Saltburn-By-The-Sea.

Feeling righteous in our walking achievement, we decided to spoil all our hard work by indulging in a drink – well it was the weekend.

A pint and a cocktail.

And if the ‘gentleman’ who emailed me slating me for drinking beer is reading – yes that is a pint in my hand. In truth it was Mr Chic’s pint (he only ever drinks one low alcohol beer if he’s driving later in the day), but we swapped glasses just for the pic. If you read the post I wrote in reply to said email, you will understand my attempt to prove my ‘I will drink beer from a pint glass’ point.

It was while we were sitting here, sipping our drinks and watching the world go by that I noticed an elderly gentleman trying to cross the road. I watched as he looked anxiously up the street, people crossed right next to him without giving the poor fellow a second glance. After ten minutes or so I could take no more. I marched down to the road, cursing the thoughtlessness of ‘some people’ under my breath.

me: “May I help you cross sir?”
Elderly gentleman: “What’s that?
me: (louder because I think he’s probably a bit deaf): “The road sir, may I help you to cross it.
Elderly gentleman: Why would I want to do that?
me: (thinking he’s probably a bit do-lally as well as deaf): Well, to get to the other side. Take my arm and I’ll help you.
Elderly gentleman: Young lady, if you used your eyes you would see that I am standing next to a bus stop!

The ground didn’t open up and swallow me, which is a bit of a shame really because I had to go and explain to Mr Chic what had happened. He is still chuckling to himself and calling me ‘young lady’. Sigh!

Humiliation still cursing through my veins, we wandered back up to the town and picked up the few goodies that the delicatessen had kindly put to one side for us, had a bit of a wander and stopped off for a drink and some nibbles at The Spa Hotel.

Drinks on the terrace overlooking the beach at Saltburn-By-The-Sea.

If the weather hadn’t started to take a turn for the worse, and we hadn’t had a 90 minute journey ahead of us, I could have sat here for hours. I completely forgot to take a pic of the seafood sharing platter that the chef rustled up for us, bad blogger.

As we left Satlburn-by-the-Sea, the rain had started to roll in and was determined to head in our direction.

The mist and rain rolling in over Saltburn-By-The-Sea
I was actually a bit sad leaving. Despite our enjoyment of Saltburn I don’t think we’ll be back any time soon, I think I’ll be too busy moving house. Not too busy for the odd adventure though, I hope 🙂

Cheerio.

6 Comments

  1. June 12, 2016 / 12:46 pm

    I was laughing out loud, Michelle when I read the gentleman’s answer :-))))
    The photos of Saltburn are lovely, I wish I could travel to the sea more often but I am surrounded by mountains and quite far from the nearest sea -actually I am closer to the Mediterranean than the North Sea.
    You need to tell me more about the Flora Tea next time, looks incredible!

    xx
    Annette | Lady of Style

    • June 13, 2016 / 12:10 pm

      It was definitely one of those ‘shoot me now’ moments Annette. Ah well, at least it made a few people laugh 🙂
      The Flora Tea was delicious, I’m seriously considering putting in an order for some.
      Michelle xx

  2. June 13, 2016 / 9:57 am

    NOOOO you didn’t! Oh.Em.Gee woman that is bloody hilarious!!! And bless him for calling you “Young Lady”.
    You crack me up 😉
    xxx

    • June 13, 2016 / 12:13 pm

      Yep, I totally did! I think Andrew only keeps me around for my entertainment value 🙂
      It was quite nice to be called ‘young lady’ though.
      Michelle xx

  3. September 8, 2016 / 6:28 am

    Hahaha.. It is early morning and I am sitting in the bus to work. Parking lot is closed so I have to take the bus. Not my favourite, but it gives you time to read funny blogposts. I love the story of you “helping” . People in the bus are wondering why I am laughing.
    Greetje

    • September 8, 2016 / 5:27 pm

      I’m glad I could make your bus journey more enjoyable Greetje 🙂
      Michelle xx

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