God no!!! I meant "The Man Who Would Be King" of course!Originally Posted by Burney
I did wonder, but didn't say anything cutting as I'm trying to be nice to people on the internet this year and pointing out that 'The King and I' is a musical for screaming benders would have been wrong in that context.
The Man Who Would Be King is OK, but goes on a bit. Worth turning on for the ending where he sings 'The Minstrel Boy' as they cut the rope bridge, though.
Went in December two years ago. Spent one day of mildly terrifying peril up on the tops in fog and torrential rain, though climbing next to Sourmilk Gill (Seathwaite) in the pissing rain is quite the spectacle. Was so relieved to see the shape of the Honister Mine finally appearing through the mist on the slippery, rocky descent. Getting back to the hotel to dry out in front of the old roaring fire and a few pints of ale was pure joy. As you say though, cheap rates and the place to yourselves.
Also went one January - up Skiddaw in a blizzard was fun. Had to walk backwards to give the exposed side of the face a rest from the relentless icy blast. That was that day I discovered the mighty power of the humble flapjack. Then up one of Blencathra's ridges in the ice. Wouldn't do that now.
It comes to something when you're glad to see the empty bleakness of the Honister Pass in winter imo.Went in December two years ago. Spent one day of mildly terrifying peril up on the tops in fog and torrential rain, though climbing next to Sourmilk Gill (Seathwaite) in the pissing rain is quite the spectacle. Was so relieved to see the shape of the Honister Mine finally appearing through the mist on the slippery, rocky descent. Getting back to the hotel to dry out in front of the old roaring fire and a few pints of ale was pure joy. As you say though, cheap rates and the place to yourselves.
Also went one January - up Skiddaw in a blizzard was fun. Had to walk backwards to give the exposed side of the face a rest from the relentless icy blast. That was that day I discovered the mighty power of the humble flapjack. Then up one of Blencathra's ridges in the ice. Wouldn't do that now.
I'm not reaslly planning on going up anything, tbh, other than driving up passes, obviously.Went in December two years ago. Spent one day of mildly terrifying peril up on the tops in fog and torrential rain, though climbing next to Sourmilk Gill (Seathwaite) in the pissing rain is quite the spectacle. Was so relieved to see the shape of the Honister Mine finally appearing through the mist on the slippery, rocky descent. Getting back to the hotel to dry out in front of the old roaring fire and a few pints of ale was pure joy. As you say though, cheap rates and the place to yourselves.
Also went one January - up Skiddaw in a blizzard was fun. Had to walk backwards to give the exposed side of the face a rest from the relentless icy blast. That was that day I discovered the mighty power of the humble flapjack. Then up one of Blencathra's ridges in the ice. Wouldn't do that now.
I shall mainly be going along. Or pointing my toes to the fire, listening to the wind howling and the rain battering against the windows
I'm sure this is welcome news for your good lady wife.
Oh don't know, she's prbably braver than I in these m...
Ah. I see what you mean. Yes. Not that she is troubled by these matters, of course. What with my physiological issues.
I've heard they can do wonders with pumps these days.
I was prescribed a lolly stick and two elastic bands by my GP, but results to date have been disappointing.
Your cottage isn't too close to a river, I hope. All very picturesque, of course, but a bit nervy when it starts getting higher and closer.I'm not reaslly planning on going up anything, tbh, other than driving up passes, obviously.
I shall mainly be going along. Or pointing my toes to the fire, listening to the wind howling and the rain battering against the windows
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