Yesterday we travelled along Hadrian’s Wall in the brilliantly named AD122 bus (the year the Roman emperor decreed a wall would be built to mark the frontier). The landscape was phenomenally beautiful and I wanted the bus to stop several times to take photos, especially of the poppies and stunning, golden fields. The wall is visible in many places and one guy we chatted with had walked it, in about 7 days, staying at B&Bs along the way. Windermere to Newcastle is a longish stroll but I’d love to do this in the future.

We checked out the Roman Army Museum and I was surprised that both my daughters enjoyed the award-winning 3D film for the entire 20 minutes. The investment in the museum is evident and it is very engaging. We did go to the Great North Museum the day before and the girls loved it, although very different, equally.

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The next stop was to visit the oldest surviving written records found in Britain, at Vindolanda. You can read the tablets online here. Catherine, our guide was kind to the girls and knowledgeable. It is an impressive site and Lucy, very keen on being an archaeologist at the moment, is dreaming of Pompeii after this experience.

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It was a longish day but we have a much better idea of the landscape ‘up North’ now and this experience will link nicely for Lucy and Sarah with their visit to Rome.



In most aspects Geordie speech is a direct continuation of the language spoken by the Anglo-Saxon settlers of this region.


Listening to accents is one of our chief travelling pleasures. Since arriving in Newcastle we have noted that the locals cannot always understand what we are saying and that is very vice-versa. I have met a few “Geordies” in my travels over the years and their accent is attractive to my ear.

We had a laugh when I thought several people giving us directions were saying ‘past the bake’ shops meaning bakeries but then walked and saw a dozen motor cycle businesses and realised they were saying ‘bike shops’. Kate has been called ‘luv’, ‘darlin’ and ‘doll’. One woman said ‘cor’ when Lucy told her a story. Several times I have found ‘alright?’, that ubiquitous greeting in England, an unrecognisable ‘alreet?’

Here you can have some fun with the English to Geordie Translator. I note words like ‘gob’ for mouth are quite familiar to some generations of Australians but wonder if young people know this vernacular term.

We look forward to taking the (brilliantly named) AD122 bus along Hadrian’s Wall tomorrow with our ears tuned for the voices we hear en route.

Your experiences with accents?