Crossing town from Charing Cross to Kings Cross St Pancras sounds like an easy journey, but when you are in a rush lugging a huge suitcase and it’s the school holidays, it seems like a right battle. But battle across town I did, to catch the (delayed and overcrowded) 8.30 train to Nottingham. Going to Kings Cross always makes me want to hop on the Eurostar to France, but it wasn’t to be that day (but it was a few days later !!)
I was born in Nottingham and spend the first 10 years of my life growing up there and getting lost in fields before relocating to Norfolk in 1997. All my family still live in and around the area, and a family wedding was the reason for my trip up north. I figured that whilst I was heading that way, why not take a bit of time to explore places from my childhood.