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It's been a good weekend.
Friends dropped by for a cuppa on Friday to discuss the house hunting. I've sadly come to the conclusion that since the apartment I was interested in fell through due to the builders going into receivership, there isn't a property in the part of the village I want to live in that meets my wants list so I've started looking at apartments in Whitehaven, Whitehaven is a strange town.It's quite rundown now but most of the town centre is Georgian, planned by the local earl when it was becoming the third biggest port in the country. All these old industrial buildings and floors above shops are converted into apartments. I'd like one overlooking the harbour but the only ones currently available are overpriced new builds with pathetic little plastic balconies. I'd rather have a big old one with large windows. Lowther Castle, originally the Whitehaven home of the Earl of Lonsdale then the local hospital has been converted into apartments too, so I'm looking at one of those on Tuesday. It has a peculiar 75% ownership deal which has to be investigated but I fancy having Lowther Castle as my address.
Middle daughter who lives locally collected me after she finished work on Friday. It was a lovely day and she wanted someone to sit on the edge of Wastwater whilst she went swimming to guard her phone, and her partner being elsewhere-golf- she persuaded me to come with her. I didn't need much persuasion: I'm very fond of Wastwater and I needed camera practice.I had a bridge camera which could be stuffed in a pocket and taken everywhere which I took lovely photos with but now I'm upgraded to a proper dslr I can't seem to get exposure and focus correct. I had a lovely time watching her freeze, anyway. She managed a couple of strokes each time she entered the water but quickly returned to shore after this.
Then to complete Friday's excitement a friend arrived at 11:30 to check I'd seen the Northern Lights . I hadn't so I spent the next while stood outside watching them.They weren't very vivid but the sky was definitely tinted with moving green and pink areas. I think I might have missed the best of the display but I'm glad I've seen some of it. I looked again last night but there was no sign of them. Lots of amazing photos on the village fb group though. Yesterday was a lovely warm day: the first time its been hot enough to sit out in the Queen's beer garden this year. Rain is forecast for today, but currently it's breezy.
I need to think of something to do :I'm going through a phase when I'm utterly uninspired by everything. This is very unlike me. I usually want to do several things simultaneously not none. I can't find a book I want to engage with, and I don't feel like sewing or messing with my craft stuff. I haven't had an idea for a fic in weeks. I want my mojo back
Friends dropped by for a cuppa on Friday to discuss the house hunting. I've sadly come to the conclusion that since the apartment I was interested in fell through due to the builders going into receivership, there isn't a property in the part of the village I want to live in that meets my wants list so I've started looking at apartments in Whitehaven, Whitehaven is a strange town.It's quite rundown now but most of the town centre is Georgian, planned by the local earl when it was becoming the third biggest port in the country. All these old industrial buildings and floors above shops are converted into apartments. I'd like one overlooking the harbour but the only ones currently available are overpriced new builds with pathetic little plastic balconies. I'd rather have a big old one with large windows. Lowther Castle, originally the Whitehaven home of the Earl of Lonsdale then the local hospital has been converted into apartments too, so I'm looking at one of those on Tuesday. It has a peculiar 75% ownership deal which has to be investigated but I fancy having Lowther Castle as my address.
Middle daughter who lives locally collected me after she finished work on Friday. It was a lovely day and she wanted someone to sit on the edge of Wastwater whilst she went swimming to guard her phone, and her partner being elsewhere-golf- she persuaded me to come with her. I didn't need much persuasion: I'm very fond of Wastwater and I needed camera practice.I had a bridge camera which could be stuffed in a pocket and taken everywhere which I took lovely photos with but now I'm upgraded to a proper dslr I can't seem to get exposure and focus correct. I had a lovely time watching her freeze, anyway. She managed a couple of strokes each time she entered the water but quickly returned to shore after this.
Then to complete Friday's excitement a friend arrived at 11:30 to check I'd seen the Northern Lights . I hadn't so I spent the next while stood outside watching them.They weren't very vivid but the sky was definitely tinted with moving green and pink areas. I think I might have missed the best of the display but I'm glad I've seen some of it. I looked again last night but there was no sign of them. Lots of amazing photos on the village fb group though. Yesterday was a lovely warm day: the first time its been hot enough to sit out in the Queen's beer garden this year. Rain is forecast for today, but currently it's breezy.
I need to think of something to do :I'm going through a phase when I'm utterly uninspired by everything. This is very unlike me. I usually want to do several things simultaneously not none. I can't find a book I want to engage with, and I don't feel like sewing or messing with my craft stuff. I haven't had an idea for a fic in weeks. I want my mojo back
