We like to get out walking during the Christmas break, if only to avoid the temptation of sitting about eating chocolate and watching too much TV. Some years the weather fights back but this time it’s been reasonable – no snow, no ice, no floods – and we’ve managed to fit in several strolls.
On Christmas Day we pottered down to the lake in surprising – and surprisingly warm – winter sunshine. Everything looked lovely – mellow light on the trees, the water a flat mirror with barely a ripple. One day later it had changed almost completely as a winter depression blew in, bringing low cloud, spattering rain and a perishingly cold wind. But even that didn’t stop us and we marched along the promenade at Morecambe, enjoying (if that’s the right word) the fresh (very fresh) air. Thank heavens for Costa Coffee, which was open for a toasty warm drink even on Boxing Day!
I got some lovely photos of Windermere, and some slightly less lovely ones at Morecambe thanks to the dark skies. But we did like Eric Morecambe’s hat!