>Tuesday interlude

>And so I fired off my reply to the potential new editor thanking her for giving me the opportunity to resubmit, and saying I’d write something less seasonal or more topical for her meanwhile.

Yesterday evening on Facebook I had a bit of a brainstorm. I’m very, very good at coming up with ideas, can spot one – or several – at 20 paces, and often give them away, but I do miss the interaction and fresh input of a writers’ group. So I chucked the idea out there to mull and chew over, and I had such a good response my head filled with 7 characters and 3 stories.

There was no way I would sleep with all that going on, and I became a midnight scribbler. By the time I turned in (at 2am) I’d outlined another 3 stories, and woke up with one bubbling away too. They’re all linked – they’re set in the same Miners’ Welfare Club (MWC), in the same pit village, with the same celebration (Harvest Festival), and the same bigwig/VIP/local dignitary – but they have 3 pairs of main characters (one pair each) and are targeted at 3 different magazines for now, including the potential new one.

Today has been a bit of this, a bit of that – a bit of housework (aka laundry – I filled both washing lines today for the first time in months), a bit of the gig list (it’s August next week), a bit of writing (jottings and more scribbling), and this evening I get ready for being back at work tomorrow.

It’s a 3-day week at work this week, I would normally have been out on Thursday but I moved that to today so I could make my holiday as long as possible. Three-day weeks are cool, though, and I’m looking forward to going back and seeing everyone.

Perhaps I should have bought chocolates …

Don’t forget day 2 of the holiday below this one.

>Orientation drive

>YESTERDAY’S REGULAR UPDATE BENEATH THIS ONE.

The weather was a bit wet and windy so I decided on an orientation drive for day 2 instead of a steamer ride. I left the A66 and joined the A592 to head down to Ullswater itself. On the way I passed Dalmain House, a property I had every intention of returning to later in the week, but never did.

When I got down to Ullswater, I was delighted and amazed to see it full to almost overflowing. The rain dance worked. The road is quite hairy and very close to the water’s edge in many places. All it needed was a distraction and the car (and I) would be saying hello to the fishes.

There are lots of little places to park up and stop off, some are pay and display, others are free. As I was only stopping to take pictures, I didn’t pay anything.

There were canoes on the lake (or kayaks, depending on what country you live in):

Ullswater really is scenic:

The ducks came to say hello:

My first glance of one of the Ullswater “steamers” – this one looks like the “Lady Wakefield”, built in 1949 and fully restored and renamed in 2007:

Back on the A592 I climbed upwards towards Windermere:

Looking back to Ullswater:

This wall is the same height as me, 5’ 4”:

I watched a kestrel hunting over this stretch of water but wasn’t quick enough with the camera:

I can’t imagine what use a dry stone wall would be here:

My first glimpse of Windermere – again, I watched a kestrel hover here, but it was too far away to get a picture:

This last picture was taken just below Kirkstone Pass. There’s a short cut down to Ambleside, but the road is narrow, winding, very dangerous and often closed. It’s not called The Struggle for nothing, but as I’d already been down The Struggle when someone else was driving, I didn’t need to do it again while I was driving.

I didn’t stay in Windermere. I’ve done Windermere before and will no doubt do it again, so instead of turning left to go around this lake and Coniston Water, I turned right towards Grasmere.