We decided to have a bit of a lazy day today, which was just as well as it rained for much of it.
First job was to contact the poet’s dad to wish him a happy birthday, but he was out when we called and we didn’t know when we’d have a half-decent signal again. So we left a message just in case.
The day had started with a bit of a lie in, then we drove up to where we’d seen the wheatears so we could take pictures. They were a little elusive but the poet did snap some meadow pipits. We drove up and down three times and parked up a few times, but we couldn’t get those wheatears. He did get a red grouse, though, and spent quite some time getting photographs of that. Quite a scoop, we thought, until we drove into a bit of a dip – and there was a small flock of them, probably a large clutch.
We drove into Sedbergh to top up supplies and then headed out to Settle so we could have lunch at Ye Olde Naked Man Café. I had a gammon, cheese and pineapple baguette melt while he had two Yorkshire puddings with Cumberland sausages, gravy, apple sauce and sage and onion stuffing. Then we really pushed the boat out and had a cream tea – fruit scones with jam and fresh cream and a lovely pot of tea each.
It was quite late by the time we got back and we didn’t feel like eating much else, so we watched the drizzle some more before watching The Woman In Black on a very pixelating television, we think caused by the inclement weather. We also managed to reach the poet’s dad and wish him that happy birthday before turning in.
First thing this morning I caught up on 3 days’ worth of Camp NaNo. I started the blog travel journal for our holiday and decided to add everything else written this month. I’ve been doing a lot of editing and proofreading work, which hasn’t left a lot of time or energy for anything else, so as there haven’t been that many other things (mostly due to the editing work), I’m adding them to Camp NaNo. I caught up with 2 days by doing that, and more than 2,000 words.
We had a disturbed night. it was very warm. We were worried about the cats and the poet managed to come down with tonsillitis. We’d bought the cats a new hooded litter tray but as they’d not used it at home yet we didn’t think they’d find it in a strange place. So, for now, I’ve taken the hood off and am delighted to say that both cats did actually find it during the night. I was up at 5am, though, to check.
The dog was a bit barky, but stayed in his basket most of the night. He only jumped on the bed twice, and jumped down again straight away. The cottage owners don’t like animals on the beds, so we like to keep him to his basket. We also brought pet blankets with us to protect the furniture.
It was warm despite the rain because the wood burner stove feeds the central heating as well as the hot water.
And what we thought was initially a sore throat woke the poet several times during the night with a raging fever. When I had a look, one of his tonsils had a septic blob on it and the other was quite swollen. Still, he said if he was going to be poorly anywhere he’d rather be poorly here.
He’s not too bad, however. We both managed a 3-course breakfast (cereal, toast and fruit) before going for a drive. They’d forecast showers too, so we decided to stock up on provisions.
The first place we went to was Sedbergh, just over the border in Cumbria. My blog buddy Diane had mentioned that Sedbergh might be a book town. Well, it isn’t quite Hay on Wye, but there were a few book shops. We bought a new 2015 road atlas for £4.99, reduced from £10.99, and an ice cream each. My old atlas was dated 2004 and I’ve been nagging for a new one for ages, and here it is.
Then we went to the Spar to get a few groceries and some throat lozenges, and then we drove through Kendal to Windermere. We parked up at Windermere but halfway down the hill to the lake we decided to go back for the car, not because we’re idle, but because the parking was only for one hour and we were going to be longer than an hour.
So we went back to the car and drove into Bowness where we dropped on lucky with the car park, and we walked down to the lake via a hat shop up hill first. We both have sun hats, but with the panic over Holly, we forgot to put them in. So we bought a new hat each in Bowness and ate prawn sandwiches and carrot cake on the lawn overlooking the lake. Rufus had a great time rolling in the grass before eventually joining us reclining on the lawn.
When the grass felt too damp we headed back to the car and then back to the cottage for tea – and rest for the poet who was starting to wilt. He rallied, though, built the fire and made us some savoury mince, which we had with basamati rice. Then we settled down in front of the World Cup final before tuning in to another film.
We took quite a few pictures today, in Sedbergh, in Windermere and in Bowness. And, of course, of our new hats.