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Hutch Gets Steamed Up in Cumberland (and not a Sausage in Sight)

Confession time. We lied. We didn’t have veggie chilli in Shropshire, we had a mound of home-made hoummous with lentil bake, washed down with local ale. How remiss of us to mislead you. PH finished the night off at the home of our old friend Di Whitehead, whereas PS got well and truly finished off by Benji Kirkpatrick and his wine and cheese selection. Thence to Mansfield where, as predicted, we had a return visit to a curry house, the fare of which returned to haunt us all the way home that night.
After a couple of days back home (during which PS took a group of teenagers to Pizza Hut’s happy hour deal, but only because it was a mere £6.00 per head), it was up to the wilds of Cumbria, and two nights on the shores of Lake Bassenthwaite, where PH thinks he might have spotted an osprey. As if the beautiful surroundings weren’t enough, our first venue provided us with veggie chilli, and our B&B featured an all-night honesty bar which may have accounted for PH’s osprey sighting. During our northern foray, in between visits to some of the ubiquitous tea shops, and dinner in a pub at the end of Hadrian’s Wall in Bowness-on-Solway, we stopped off in Ravenglass, a former Roman settlement with a ruined bath house, and a steam railway (probably not Roman). These got Hutch well and truly excited – here are the baths:Green Room 12
And here is the train:

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Happy memories to mull over during the 5-hour drive to London that night, to the accompaniment of cheese thins and Baby Bels. Oh, the glamour.