Being such a cultured Irishman like “’myself’ Sharon
was just amazed that I had never heard of Beatrix Potter. The Kids had been raised on the little rabbits
and Sharon being Sharon has every conceivable book on Beatrix potter known in
existence. At home we have boxes! I could
go on however I’m sure Sharon will have some comments.
We pulled into the car park in Hawkshead and parked
the car. Hawkshead is a small little
village with Lots of little village shops and of course Beatrix Potter
After lunch we made
our way out to view the birthplace of Beatrix potter not far out of town. We struggled to find a spot in the tiny carpark
and just as we got out of the car it began to rain. We dug out our umbrella and made our way up and
walked through her house which is full of volunteers just itching to tell you
all about the good lady and her furry creations & adventures. The old building had a stove burning and the
smell of burnt wood permeated the old building.
Sharon was in love. We walked around
the garden in the rain and had a giggle at the rabbits in the garden when we
worked out they were actually fake, before exiting and setting off to find our accommodation
for the night
The Fake Rabbits
We drove out of Hawkshead and made out way to Windermere
along the winding little roads. This is
truly storybook country and I laughed as Sharon relived her childhood with big “Wow”
and “My goodness this Is just beautiful” Oh and my favorite “Thank you for
taking me here Johnny” One should think I should get some mileage out of this ?-
Not convinced?, well neither am I but it sounds good.
We entered Windermere around a windswept lake on some
beautiful but treacherous landscape. It
was raining heavily when we passed through the narrow main street. I parked near the lake and we went for a
short walk and fed the swans which are everywhere in abundance
Back in the car we
rang the B&B and got some directions.
Half an hour later were settled in and set off to find somewhere for
dinner finally settling on a Thai Restaurant right in the centre of town where
we were just lucky enough to find a parking spot right outside the front door.
No walking in the rain tonight
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