There and back again

Kevin and I returned (I was going to say "triumphantly" there, but I guess "tiredly" would be more appropriate) from the Lake District at the weekend, after a lovely week. For all that it rained — and at times it rained hard — it was a really nice break for both of us. Our flat was well-situated, being approximately two minutes' (or less) walk from anywhere in the town; handy for the butcher's and the baker's (although we didn't find a candlestick-maker's).

We drove around a little, saw a couple of lakes, had a little cruise down Windemere, ambled through Ambleside, poked around Carlisle Castle, weren't tempted by the gift shop's Genuine Replica Roman Coins, saw about 300 dogs during the week (and Kevin exclaimed at every one :-) ), bought some yummy local fudge (of which I still have some left, surprisingly), visited the Pencil Museum (got free pencils), visited the Cars of the Stars Motor Museum (didn't get free cars), visited the Puzzling Place museum, with stunning holographs and an 'anti-gravity' room (floor at an angle, made it extremely difficult to walk properly afterwards), played crazy golf (once on the crappiest, rustiest course in Britain, and again on a much nicer course — in the pouring rain), saw many cows and sheep as we drove along (at which, respectively, Kevin moooed and baaaed out of the window), didn't manage to go to the quaint local cinema 30 seconds from our doorstep (but were okay since we brought, and rented, DVDs), did manage to stay away from both points of public internet/email access (even though one such was about 15 seconds from our doorstep), bought some books, and introduced Kevin to the delights of Cadbury's chocolate twin-pot desserts (the ones with chocolate dessert in one compartment and, say, bits of Flake in the other).

That is all. Photos to follow.