The Clouds are Leaking

That's what Caroline said as we drove over to Bassenthwaite for a swim this morning. Clearly nothing to do with data storage.
The lake was calm and cold. We enjoyed cake and a cuppa at Bassenthwaite Station. The floor is heated in the station house and we all put our stockinged feet on it.
I spent the rest of the day pottering, doing a bit of washing, picture hanging and tidying up. Oh and then there was Prosecco.....