Saturday. Breakfast and then a walk into town. We buy a paper and look in at the local art shop. Down at the water side there were queues for the boats. We went to a local pub on the waterside and had coffee before walking along the lakes edge. Sitting on a bench I do crosswords and read the paper. On completion we continued our walk to Cockshott Point where the ferry is. Apparently at sometime developers wanted to do things with the point but Beatrix Potter was so appalled by the plans that she sold over sixty of her paintings to American admirers in order to save it by giving the money to the National Trust. Respect to Beatrix.

We return to town and return to our favourite café where we eat a ploughman’s sharing platter and drinks. By mid afternoon we are done and return to the hotel. Its hot tub time. I bubble away till I have had enough but by then its almost time to get ready to go to dinner. We return to the same bistro as yesterday and get a warm greeting . We dine on good food as England get beaten by Hungry. Back at the hotel we watch TV, I mend my broken watch strap and draft the blog.

Its been a low key, meander of a day. I feel I’ve not done the Lakes justice but as a friend pointed out it takes time. I had hoped to write more than I have but these things come on their own and will not be rushed.