Today, we went to York. In Newcastle, on our way to the station, though, it was hard to avoid the Pergida gathering. And the associated protest, of course.

The protest was way bigger, which was only right.

Anyway, two Sam Smith’s pubs were visited in York, beginning with the Kings Arms, by the river.

The bar was ridiculously busy, but that allowed me to rescue a beautiful glass from its captivity. And it gave me time to admire the pumps.

And the walls (which reminded me of our bathroom).

I don’t recall the name of the other Sam Smith’s bar, but it was pretty cool. A real gem, hidden away.

While there, we met Lady Gaga, who seemed to like my second in command.

We also visited Plonkers, a place I’d not been to since uni, well over a decade ago (when cheap Russian beer was frequently consumed). And it’s a place which also looks a lot like our bathroom.

All in all, a good day.