My 91 year old Mum was up from sunny Bournemouth this week. She's still pretty
fit. Drives herself around back at home. Lives in her flat without assistance.
She loves to come up to the lakes. She's quite happy just pottering around
with me as a driver. Look at a few shops. Admire the verdant swathes. And not
complain about the weather. For her, it's all positive. A lesson to some of us
who leap on weather as a regular doom and gloom exercise.
Of course eating
out was a treat for her. We had a fabulous Sunday lunch over at the Sun Inn at
Kirkby Lonsdale. Enjoyed toasted tea cakes and tea at Lakeland Cafe, Windermere,
run with a big smile by the irrepressible Marjorie Doherty. We had a generous
snack at the excellent Baldry's in Grasmere. Great coffee in the Barn Shop. A
substantial lunch at Beetham Nursery; she loves plants, so that was a win
Oh, and I almost forgot, we had a few fine dinners at a little place
called Linthwaite. But yesterday she skipped lunch. "Well, I had a full English
breakfast" she said as she nibbled on the cookie that came with mid morning
Sometimes I wonder where she puts it all.