I spent an enjoyable evening at the Tow Bar watching football on a wide screen TV and dining on their excellent special meaty pizza. The next day I felt the North calling me so I packed up and set off in that direction. My journey was marred by thick misty fog so it was difficult to see where I was going. The Satnav took me to a small housing estate in Gateshead in Tyne and Wear, England. and told me that this was my journey’s end. But it was not what I was looking for so I back tracked and there it was, The Angel of the North.
This awesome structure was built by the sculptor Antony Gormley in 1988 to signify three things: first that beneath the site of its construction, coal miners had worked for two centuries; second, to grasp the transition from an industrial to information age, and third, to serve as a focus for our evolving hopes and fears.
Now I had seen The Angel, it was time to turn round and head southward as Daisy had to be home by 10 am on Friday 4th April.