Holker Hall

A false start this morning, indecision and we ended up at Holker Hall for a wander around the grounds.  Very quiet there - I think everyone else was either walking across the Bay, at the Steam Gathering or (we later established) at Fell Foot, Newby Bridge.

Delicious lunch in the cafe there and a chance to talk about the last few days with step-son and grand-children  (not all plain sailing).  But, we feel better for talking about things.

From Holker to Blackwell for an ice-cream - which ended up being scone and jam for me and the largest slice of Victoria sandwich for Santana.

Extra is the stone-circle at Holker looking westwards.