Back to life...

One last (for now) breakfast at the Haweswater and then back home again. I'd promised Abi, Milly, and Dan we'd go for a curry this evening so I popped out for a run, this afternoon, to pre-emptively burn off some calories: everything ticking over nicely after Wednesday's adventure. 

For some reason, I'm really not quite clear what, Kirkby Lonsdale was rammed, this evening, so, unable to get a table at the curry house, we ordered a takeaway and went for a drink in the Royal Barn while it was being prepared. 

These guys are such great company.

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‘A History Of Seven Killings’ by Marlon James