Wednesday

The weather is drizzly and wet, mores the pity after the last few days. So that can only mean shopping and for that we are off to Keswick. Breakfast of boiled egg ( duck) and toast yum….then its wet water gear packed into the car and away. We surprise a Red Deer out of the undergrowth as we round the bend in the driveway for the house. Keswick is only 12 miles away and takes hardly any time at all before we are parking the car in a side street.

The Town is quiet, not so in the Summer months, the High Street would be busy with shoppers and tourists taking tea in the various Cafe’s. We choose Booth’s ( Fortnum and Mason’s of the North). The first store was opened in 1874 in Blackpool.

The tea is refreshing and strong. After looking at various wonders stacked on the shelves and with many gesticulations, we buy a large Yorkshire Pudding ( Toad in the Hole for Tea ).After some lunch, we decide to risk a downpour and walk to Friar’s Crag.

Its very cold and drizzly. The views are hidden in mist every thing is dull. We drive back to the house and spend the afternoon relaxing with our personal view of Grasmere Water

And just as we thought it was time to draw the curtain across the picture window. who should decide to make an appearance but none other than a Red Squirrel.

There right outside our window, running along the branch of the tree we had been staring at for the past few days, without thinking that it would be a stage for a fantastic show……..