I’m at a gig.

I’m at a gig.
Last minute trip to London today. Because Glasto wasn’t enough apparently…
Out of office is on. Alarm set for 4am. It’s happening.
It’s good to look up sometimes.
Behold! I have returned from a hike.
I was in the Lake District this weekend. My parents were there on holiday for the week, and my brother, sister-in-law, and six-month-old niece were also visiting. Savages assemble.
We’re all keen hikers, and it’s my brother’s mission to complete all the Wainwright peaks. This time, the target was Silver Howe.
Silver Howe is one of the smaller fells, standing at 395 metres, just above Grasmere and not far from Ambleside. It’s a gentle climb with a few steep bits, but mostly the path winds up and around through bracken and juniper bushes, with cracking views across to Helm Crag and over Grasmere Water.
Mum stayed behind to chill and read a book, while the rest of us (niece strapped to my brother) headed out and up. The day before had been all torrential rain and thunderstorms, but this morning was...
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