A Poet in Glenridding

Thank God this poet was not in Glenridding during the recent floods! But I was in Glenridding in 1992/4, and what a time that was. So good, in fact, that I documented it in a little booklet.

A POET IN GLENRIDDING 

You can take a look now, if you like. It is available on Amazon as a Kindle download. Simply click this link: A Poet in Glenridding

If you do download my book, thank you, and I would really appreciate a little review on Amazon.

I know the people of Glenridding would love you to make a special effort, and visit their village in 2016. If you are going to take a weekend break there is no more beautiful place than the shore of Ulswater. Even if you just go there for the day, it will be a day well spent. Treat yourself to a little memento from one of the local shops, have lunch or afternoon tea, or take a boat trip on the lake.

If you manage a weekend, then I'm sure you will want to don your boots and walk into the hills. The higher you get, the more rewarding it is. For the more experienced mountain walker, there is Helvellyn with it's fantastic Striding Edge. If I can do it, you can. (OK it was a few years ago).

Back to Birdwell. Christmas caught up with me and my tummy revolted. I have been sick for a couple of days. It's not nice! Anyway, I think I'm over the worse, so I'm going to get an early night tonight, then it's back to work tomorrow. Did I tell you that I have a voluntary job two days a week. Well, I'll tell you all about it next time.

David is asleep in the chair, bless! He went out for a walk round the block, and got his trousers so muddy wet that he had to put them in the washer when he came home. I think he slipped and fell into a puddle, but he's not saying. Ever the little boy. Speaking of which, I came across a photo of him and his sister, Nan. Our grandson, Jack, looks so much like him. Adorable!

More from me later, happy travels in the Lake District! And, happy reading!

Love Jane x