The Shambles is the old butchers' marketplace. Despite its rather gruesome history (the raised sidewalks were to create a channel for the blood to run down, and one of the houses on the left was the home of the horrifically martyred Margaret Clitherow), it's a charming street today.
One can't visit York without seeing the awesome Minster from inside, outside, and above.
The next stop on my trip was Liverpool. Its shipbuilding tradition was of particular appeal to me, as I love all things maritime. As soon as I arrived in town I made a beeline for Albert Dock and the Merseyside Maritime Museum, which did not disappoint.
The Maritime Museum building also houses the International Museum of Slavery, a sobering but educational experience. NotSupermum and I joked that its slogan should be, "Slightly More Enjoyable Than Auschwitz."
Last but not least was the visit that NotSupermum, her beautiful greyhound Tessie, and I made to Crosby Beach, with its haunting art installation Another Place by Antony Gormley. Though the wind was cold and relentless that day, this was one of the highlights of the trip.
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