My plan was to walk all round Holy Island on my 60th birthday; contemplate life and age and that stuff. But in order to do that you need a fairly dry day. We have been all round the island before in the wet on my birthday. It wasn’t what you’d call great fun.
This time the Island had other plans. It rained all night. Dawn saw a window of light and lovely colours, then it rained again. There were puddles everywhere. No day for that walk.
So my sister and Noel and I headed for The Lindisfarne Centre where we learned all about Vikings and how the Gospels were made using all the interactive displays; pigments, gold leaf illumination and book binding; and we tried our hand at tracing celtic knots and pencil rubbings. Any ten year old would have been…
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