“24? Really?” I mused, “and he’s on his 25th?” I had been reading an article in November’s issue of Lakeland … Continue reading Three and counting
“Did you see the red stag?” the chap with the rucksack asked us. I swung round to look at Graham, … Continue reading A High Street Black Friday
“There were only two pieces there,” he said, “and they weren’t very big.” He held out his hands, fisherman style, … Continue reading Time to remember
“I’d like you to take me from where you think you are, to this point here.” The assessor moved his … Continue reading Back to the future
“Are you wearing sun cream?” A short stout gentleman with a round red face under a securely tethered Tilley hat … Continue reading Whiteside and Whiteless Pike
“You’ve chosen the worst way to come up,” A colourfully clad descender greeted us on Birkett Edge. I was nonplussed. … Continue reading Skiddaw – a mountain for all seasons?