A ticket to Beamish lasts all year, and we generally get three visits in – December for the festive displays, Easter or summer with the grandkids, and best of all early September when it is warm but not too hot and the school parties have not yet got themselves organised.
So it was pleasantly quiet last Friday,
enabling us to sample some of the attractions often crowded out on busy days.
Iced buns were aplenty at the Edwardian bakery, £2.50 each but bigger than some
loaves you see. The 1950s cinema was open for a look round and we even took in
the 11:30 show of coloured advert slides, a coming-soon trailer, and a short
feature. These last two in glorious black and white, all ending with two verses
of the national anthem, standing optional (though in my memory the tradition
was to join the stampede to the exits while the opening drumroll was still
building itself up).
Up to Pockerley Manor for a pub lunch 1820s
style at the Drovers Tavern. Emerging, we spotted puffs of smoke rising from
the railway so strolled down to the engine shed and straight onto Locomotion
for the short pull up the incline. We were accompanied by a well-behaved early
bird school trip, and it was good to see primary age children still able to get
excited about a train ride.
We rode round to the town atop the tram
then walked back to the entrance via the railway station and fairground. As
ever, a grand day out.
[Authentic selfie - 17 September 2026]
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