Return to nowhere...
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Well here we are back in the depths of nowhere, also known as Killington Lake Service Station.
Having decided to pick up some supplies in Windermere we were determined to make the most of our surroundings and set off to enjoy some lakeside drinking. So complete with cans of cider and bottles of wine, and togged up like we’d just come off a polar expedition we sat at the station’s outdoor tables in the drisel and supped our beverages.
We must have looked odd enough to the travellers seated inside the café but probably scary enough for no one to come out and suggest that we shouldn’t really be drinking our own stuff there.
This lasted for about three quarters of an hour until we decided that it was now too cold and too wet to do this any longer and arguments about the wing formation of peregrine falcons couldn’t sustain us any longer.
There was nothing for it - we were going to have to try and find a pub!
Thankfully JP had only been drinking tea so she volunteered to drive us to the nearest junction on the motorway from whence we hoped to find a suitable establishment.
After a bit of a trek we came upon the Gateway Inn (which was somewhat further down the road than we had remembered it being earlier in the day) we decided it would be the perfect venue for our evening’s entertainment.
Indeed it was suitably nice country pub, warm cheerful and inviting and so we sat in the bay windows and made merry whilst we quaffed our ale.
After a while though it seemed a bit unfair that JP was stuck with J2O so we headed back to our temporary abode and had to make do with drinking cans in the bedroom whilst watching Charlotte Church and Tammy Wynette on TV for the rest of the evening, although not on the same show!