A busy time

It’s been a busy few days.

On Tuesday we did get into Lancaster. We had to wait an hour and a half while they did his other two pairs of glasses. We thought that was preferable to having to make another trip into town to collect them.

By the time we were ready to go, it was getting to 5ish so we decided to eat out, a rather disappointing meal it turned out to be. The staff were very apologetic, couldn’t have been nicer, but it still doesn’t make up for a poor meal.

Wednesday was my birthday. As it was dry, even trying to shine a bit, we decided to go over to our old stamping ground of Arnside for a day out. We had an enjoyable stroll along the prom, reminiscing over old days, noticing how things have changed.

The sun had largely disappeared leaving a rather flat light, half misty looking. It was lovely to see the lambs in the fields with their mothers. But that was about the only sign of spring. The grass in the fields still looked very dead. No green haze of leaf bud veiled the skeletal trees. The rare daffodil flowered where normally there would be banks at this time of year.

After our stroll, we stopped at one of the pubs, the Albion, much enlarged since we lived in Arnside. The standard of the meals has improved immeasurably. We both thoroughly enjoyed our meals. I had plaice with Morecambe Bay shrimps, while the Fox enjoyed his steak, mushroom & ale pie. As it was my birthday, we succumbed to the treat of a dessert each – hot chocolate fudge cake and ice cream for me, orange and lemon sponge & custard for the Fox. We returned home tired, happy & satisfied. It was a good day.

All this activity took its toll. Yesterday, we were both rather lacklustre, with me in bed before 9pm despite having been late up, nearer 9am, in the morning. It’s a little reminder we will have to pace ourselves for this holiday in Italy. Still, even if we don’t get to see too much, just getting away, hopefully in the sun & warmth, will do us good I’m sure.