A sand sculpture in the town.
One of the delightfull villages in West Yorkshirem which has re-invented it self for the present age.
At the end of 2013, Sue was away in India and my rib cage was healing nicely from heart surgery, so I had a gentle outing and went to Hebdon Bridge for luch and a very gentle walk.
Start 2015 of with two visits to Hebdon Bridge in January alone:
1. With Sue to look at the bread shop.
2. With John just some where to go on a damp miserable Saturday.