Leeds and the Yorkshire Sculpture Park

We realised we could stay on Derwent Lass without actually doing any boating, and once I’d recovered from Covid, Ian couldn’t wait to go down to Yorkshire for a few days and make sure everything was still in working order and shipshape for our next trip as soon as it was warm enough.

The boat was just as we’d left it and soon warmed up after Ian got the fire going. I wandered off to take some early evening photographs

Ian had reserved the following day for his preferred occupation of Fixing Things, so I went off on the train to Leeds (shout-out to Yorkshire for its excellent local train services) to meet Jean for lunch, one of my preferred occupations.

We set off for Carluccio’s, only to find that the chef was off sick and all they could offer us was a lunch-time drink. That wouldn’t really do, but across the way in the mall was Comptoir Libanais, a restaurant I’d long wanted to try. It didn’t disappoint – the food was lovely and it had a real Middle Eastern feel thanks to the vibrantly extravagant decor.

The Yorkshire Sculpture Park is a 500-acre site, set in the grounds of the Bretton Hall Estate, and we had a perfect Spring day for our visit the following day. It wasn’t a day to spend a great deal of time indoors, so after lunch on the terrace, we confined ourselves to the Robert Indiana indoor exhibition and spent the rest of the time walking through the park, which includes the Bretton Country Park.