• We cut our camping trip to two nights. Good lord, those camp beds were uncomfortable. Our camp site was lovely though, and the Peak District deserves more exploration. We camped on a small site on the outskirts of Hathersage. The nearest shop was over a mile away, which in an ideal world is the absolute minimum distance I would prefer civilisation to be.

    I enjoyed driving up and down Winnats Pass, though my feeble car struggled to match my enthusiasm:

    On the way home we took detour to Hardwick Hall. We’ve been before but it deserved a second look. The house was built by Elizabeth Cavendish, a formidable woman who is well worth reading about.

  • Back to work tomorrow, so I’ve spent my last moments of freedom imagining all of the things that could have gone wrong while I’ve been away.

Finished reading:

  • Sphere, by Michael Crichton. Probably not the book for you if you are claustrophobic, or have any concerns about the probable existence of a malevolent alien intelligence.

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