We're back... Whitby Goth Weekend... and what a marvelous time we had... It was hard work. The translocation unit needed emptying of all the superfluous stuff that impedes its economical movement on  a daily basis and be transformed into a true Translocator. The Apprentice and I felt the need to skip breakfast in order to set off in the allotted timeframe. As a result we were both rather peckish when we arrived in Whitby, located the unit in a muddy field and set off to find sherlocks for intake of Cappuccino, Hot Chocolate and chocolate muffins. That's when we remembered to contact Si, provider of the photographic images you see here. Si managed to find us in Sherlocks without the use of one of my cafe detectors... Uncanny.

Filled with Hot Chocolate beverage, the Apprentice, cheered by the sight of me struggling to breathe after the gravitational flux transfer setting on the recombobulator backfired and I had to haul my own weight up the 139 steps without aetheal assistance.

Mirthfulness aside this thing still works... and in the hands of one as experienced as this Danger is never far away.

Still don't believe me...

Told you it was dangerous!
 Anyway its starting to get serious and it must be time for fish and chips so its down all those steps again. I know there's more than 139 but it's always important to mention the 39 steps.

You can see the colour bleeding away from the two of us as the field of the cafe detectors both kick in automatically at high intensity to locate a major eating establishment.

That's better but I still don't think it's working properly.
 Thanks to Sigh the Mercilessfor his wonderful photographic documentation, more of which can be seen on flickr... more of this later