…… the laundry goes. Can’t be doing with all this wet washing hanging about, so am at the laundrette getting it dried. Dead exciting for a Sunday morning. However, a better night’s sleep was had: dreamt we had a lovely wee house in Waiheke Island overlooking the beach. My subconscious is clearly fed-up with cold weather and is craving a warm sandy beach.
Instead of a warm beach, we had a cold Peak District. We drove up to Ladybower Reservoir and over Snake Pass to Glossop, coming back home via Tideswell. Ladybower was smooth like glass and the color of molten lead. There was nowhere as much snow as I thought there would be (or Rob hoped). Hwever, we saw a grouse up on Featherbed Top, a heron stalking in a stream and a flock of lapwing taking off from a field.
On Snake Pass
Ladybower Reservoir
