And not a touroid in sight.

You know about touroids? A bit like Haemoroids, a pain in the $%^& even if you do need them.

Spoilt for choice again. Kid knee-deep in Ducks & Geese, stupid hound actually swimming to retrieve a stick, shots from Friar's Crag, etc. And one escapee lurking in Flickr ... eventually.
Parked near Theatre by the Lake to make it a shorter walk. I remember visiting it while it was still in the form of travelling blue boxes, Henrik Ibsen's Peer Gynt as I recall. It hasn't half grown.
Theatre by the Lake opened on the shores of Derwentwater in August 1999. It was willed into existence by passionate theatre lovers as a permanent replacement for the Blue Box, an extraordinary mobile theatre created after the Second World War to take plays to towns and cities with no active theatres.

Being in Keswick the purchase of a pair of yer actual, genuine Cornish doodahs was, almost obligatory.
Gaffer must be improving imperceptibly, she damnear walked me of my feet.