You'll know the
Grace Darling museum in Bamburgh. It looks like it's been rehoused from when I was a kid, but it was part of the standard day-out-along-the-coast when we had visitors.
I remember watching Brideshead Revisited many, many years ago, and one of the young men swoons at the sight of the rowing crew and says "all boatmen are Grace Darlings to me". As it was in the days before google (Larry and Sergey would have been about 10), I was lucky my erudite father was able to explain who she was.
There's no need for a multi day ticket, but it's an interesting story and she's a bit of a poster-lady for the North Northumberland coast. I love the fact she only got a silver medal from the RLNI. What the feck do you have to do to get a gold one!?
Apparently you have to be
bringing in the cash. Anyone can save a life, but only a special few can
fill empty one of those boat-shaped coin boxes.
Edit. Read the link. She doesn't fill the coinboxes, she empties them.
Edit number 2: Oh, a gold award for gallantry/bravery? A quick google suggests you probably need a penis and testicles to win that.