As a child, I spent many weeks in the Lake District on family trips or school camps. As a teenager, I returned with my friends to hike or rock climb risking life and limb on Borrowdale’s Brown Slabs or Troutdale Pinnacle. I return for a couple of days to merely wander and take a few pics for travel articles. The home of Beatrix Potter, Wordsworth’s Grave, a leisurely boat ride, followed by an amble. The sight of climbers out on the crags brought back a flood of memories. But we had more important things to do. Tea and cake.
Here’s a photograph for all of ewe. The model’s looking a little sheepish. She probably thought she might get fleeced. I said I wasn’t trying to pull the wool over her eyes. I apologize for the pun run. I’m being hunted down by the comedy police. As of now, I’m on the lam.