Whitby Town

As a precursor to this evening’s big match at Whitby Town’s Turnbull Ground I met up with walking pal Pete for an afternoon stroll along the coast to Sandsend where we sat in the sun and partook of a cup of tea and enormous piece of almond slice at the beachside café before walking it off on the return to Whitby to make room for classic fish and chips for tea; the match itself fulfilled its potential to crown Darlington 1883 as champions of the Northern Premier League (and secure a third promotion in four years) in some style, the visitors going 5-0 up in twenty minutes and ending up 7-1 winners in front of a 1,800 spectators, most of whom had like me made the way over the moors early and had given the fish & chips based economy of the seaside town a bit of a mid-week boost.