Meeting my youngest daughter at an uncharacteristically early hour in Newcastle this weekend allowed me a little time to stroll amongst the stalls of the Monument food market.

Had we not already planned to have brunch after our shopping I might have been tempted to indulge in the variety of international dishes on offer, particularly from the Moroccan stall whose wares were particularly fragrant.

As we strolled Holly and I discussed how much she loves living in that city and how much it has to offer.  We talked food and drink, architecture, music and history as we made our way down the beautiful sweeping curves of Grey Street, and I felt a sense of pride at having offspring who appreciate the artistry of others.

With a few minutes to spare I immersed myself in those arts once more and found time to be a little creative myself._PW_6966

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