Time to re-emerge after a few days AWOL, not least because we have been away to celebrate Mrs P’s birthday, taking ourselves off to the Lakes. As previously mentioned, ain’t it odd that we ignore beauty on our doorstep? This time a 90 minute whizz up the M6 to Bowness on Windermere.
I’m not about to recount the trip in its entirety, just a few observations and photos, like the one above blue tacked to the window of the oldest pub in town. Click for a close-up, but here’s what it said: Read more ›››