Quiet weekend

Saturday
As we were all a little tired from the week, we decided to have a quiet day.  In the morning Tom and I headed to the swimming pool for the morning session with the Bickerstaffs, not so nice today, so guess what, we didn't have to queue - yay!   In fact the pool was full of locals: George and Lucas and Sam and Ben our old next door neighbours were there.   Matt stayed at home as he was sorting out his digital glossary which he had corrupted.

The rest of the day is a bit of a blur, neither me nor Matt can remember what we did (what was Matt doing whilst we were at the swimming pool?!), so we are guessing we pottered around at home.  We had lunch in the village and bought some flowers for the hanging baskets and put them together.  Nice to have them again - wonder how long before they die this year?

In the evening we headed to the Marton Arms for tea.  We would have walked over, but some rain arrived, so we went all antipodean and took the car instead.  We met up with Pat and Bob at the pub and had a good tea - nice food there now.

Atop Smearsett Scar

Sunday
We figured we should get out of the house.  We headed to Feizor to climb Smearsett Scar which is what we have been wanting to do for a while.  It was a really lovely walk and less hard than we thought it would be.  It was a bit rough and ready though as we couldn't find a proper track up so had to leg it over some dry stone walls which is always a risk as obviously they fall down beneath you if you get it wrong.  We got to the top, admired the view and then walked along the ridge, following trods along the way.  We did ok, but went a bit wrong at the end and found ourselves a sheer drop not to fall down.  We got there in the end.

We then headed to Elaine's for lunch, we sat outside, put in our order and were enjoying the sunshine when two familiar figures walked in - Pat and Bob!  We shuffled up and had lunch together.

Matt then had cricket match in Ingleton so we had a lazy afternoon watching him.  I started some baking for a big cake next week and gave Tom a walkie talkie so he could contact me if he wanted to come home and I could see him across the road.  Then mushroom pasta for tea of course!