With the sun in the sky and my lesson prepared, I cycled down to Bede's World for the opening event of the Jarrow Festival. Cars blocked kerbs and cycle paths, a square of canvas-roofed stalls sold cheese, cheap jewellery and framed photographs. While Vikings clashed plastic swords in Charlie's Park, children used the monastery ruins as a climbing frame. The air smelt of Mr Whippy and watery onions. Nissan cars were loading one by one down on the riverbank.
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