Between the Leeds Carnival pop-up gig in Savile Park and Chapel Allerton Festival [our last Foxwood gigs of the summer] I chose the |Lakes, and Windermere in particular because it had a train station. And the hotel was just a skip away from the station.
So Tuesday I found myself skipping down to the High Street; I left my bags, walked down towards the lake, didn't find the lake, turned round, back for a meal [who knew that Windermere wasn't on Lake Windermere!] then started the letter writing sessions.
The letter re carnival which I wrote in Scotland was printed in the local paper the following week. Hoping for similar success I set about one for the TES.
Wednesday I jumped on a bus into Bowness-on-Windermere . Went out in a rowing boat for an hour full of Swallows and Amazons thoughts. Rowing seems to be like riding a boat. It just all came back to me.
Diane appeared in Windermere. We found her a hotel; went out on the town, and put the world to rights.
Thursday Diane drove us to Coniston and to the pub at the top of the Kirkstone pass. Then she drove back to Leeds; I went back to writing, sent the letter off.
Friday train back to Leeds. I was waiting on the platform at Oxenholme when they announced that the train was 1. delayed and 2. missing four carriages. There were only four carriages on the train that then appeared from Edinburgh. Passengers were almost crowd-surfing their way on and off. I lost my lovely jacket somewhere in the crush on the train and the rush to change at Picadilly.
But, the TES printed the letter. These letters all cost a lot to write in train tickets and cafe teas and pub wines and lost favourite jackets, but getting published is just the best!
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