Paths and Pasties

Waking up in a new place is always fun, especially when you arrive in the pitch black. All we could see vaguely through the mist were the solid black stone walls of the remaining pump house. They looked so sinister last night but this morning, they are just the head stones of industry gone by. The last reminder of how busy this coastline used to be. Thinking about it, people must have walked for miles to come to work here. There aren’t any houses around here where people would have lived.

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Mattresses, Medicals and Motorways

Is been a stressful and busy couple months recently. Some property maintenance bits and bobs, builders quotes for another job, filling rooms, Nana dieing, starting a new meetup (more about this in another blog) taking part in a drug trial and trying to see friends and maintain and support a relationship. It’s all gotten a bit much and was brought to my attention by the doctors when they reviewed my blood pressure readings.

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Beatrix Potter The Lion And The Lamb

This morning was standard touristy as Emily and Aimi went to visit the home of Beatrix Potter. She wrote the Peter Rabbit books, which were so successful and earned her so much fame and fortune that she bought and protected many areas of the Lake District. These were almost exclusively given to the National Trust and now make up a large part of the Lake District National Park preserving the landscape for generations.

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Bleaberry High Seat

Today I needed to crack on with some work. Being a digital nomad is great, but sometimes you do have to just sit down and plough through work to actually get anywhere. This is fine when everyone is at work day to day, they aren’t there to interrupt or distract. But working for yourself means that unlike them, you can’t just leave the phones and emails at work for a week while you go on holiday. Today I had to get some key things done and needed reliable internet to do this – something the campsite was seriously lacking.

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