I was lucky enough to spend two days in the Lake District last week, celebrating my mother-in-law's eightieth birthday.
I absolutely love the Lakes and have been going regularly since I was a teenager. It's such a magical place of beauty, history, poets, artists, water, land, good food, friends, fresh air.
This time it was only a short stay, but we managed to pack in a visit to Rydal Mount, the last home of Wordsworth, which was exquisite and absolutely fascinating, a five-course meal and cocktails at an outstandingly wonderful restaurant, and a delightful walk by the side of Elterwater to Chesters at Skelwith Bridge, where I was treated to the gorgeous scented wax heart you see above, as well as a slap-up tea. Not to mention evenings by the open fire, hilarious games of charades, a look round the brilliant Heaton Cooper Studio gallery and art shop, and an undisclosable amount of Sarah Nelson's Grasmere Gingerbread. On the way home, we sneaked in lunch at the lovely cafe at Blackwell Arts and Crafts House, which is another definite must-see.
A really fabulous forty-eight hours, and one which I'll remember for a long time.