Friday: day at work, being trusted to keep myself away from the 40 other people Saturday: two hour drive up to Whitby for a picnic on the beach, being trusted to avoid the thousands of others doing the same. Sunday: walk past my mum's house, stay away though and make sure I don't go anywhere near it. Have a look in the garden to see how well the two gardeners who had a street party Friday night are cutting their hedges. Can't be trusted to go near the house though so make sure I do it from a distance as I watch the gardener's walking around her property with her. ******* crazy.
I'd use the free public transport because the conductors aren't checking tickets. It's just changing trains at Middlesbrough that's a ball ache.
It's very simple. You can meet with as many people as you like so long as you are all dressed as builders.
Picnic in Whitby by godman, why have a picnic there's more fish and chip oil's in Whitby than any place on this earth.
Going to Whitby at the moment would be depressing with every other business there seemingly being a pub.