On Saturday, we went to the Crook O' Lune with our other good friends, Richard and Ruth (Ruth is Anna's sister), their children and Guy, Anna and Ruth's brother. We pretty much love their whole family. It was a beautiful, albeit freezing cold day, but it was so lovely to be out in the countryside appreciating the scenery. The walk was fun, it was a bit muddier than any of us had anticipated and the pram wheels were fairly caked in it, but at least it wasn't me pushing it through the mud, ha ha! Thanks, Seth! We had a wonderful time. I should have taken pictures really, I had my camera in my bag but I completely forgot while we were there, and indeed for our whole time in Lancaster! Oh well. Here are some from google images instead. I put the picture of the bridge on here because it always made me smile whenever we drove / I ran past it, it made me think of an upside down ballerina en pointe. I'm weird like that. And yes, I did say that I ran past it, I used to go running almost every day when we lived in Lancaster and I would often run along by the river. I would always try to outrun the cars on the other side of the river. Nine times out of ten I managed it. Not because of my amazing speed but for the most part, they were stuck in traffic.
This is an aerial view of the Crook O'Lune
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The Millennium Bridge in Lancaster.
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In the evening, the boys went out to play cricket and we had a girls night at Anna's, along with our friend, Angela. We had hot chocolates, chocolate fondue and a good old girlie catch up, it was so lovely, it felt like I had never been away, I love those girls. Ruth told me that evening, that her son, Hyrum had asked if he would get to play with Seth and I again and when Ruth said that we would be there at church the next day, he had said, "oh good, everyone will be SO happy to see him!". Bless him, he's such a lovely boy!
Church on Sunday was nice, it was great to talk to people that we hadn't seen in ages. I was thrilled that some of the primary children remembered me from when I taught them, I was pretty sure that some of the younger ones would have forgotten me, but they hadn't. I've clearly scarred them for life :). I'm so glad that we finally made the trip to Lancaster, being there reminded me of how nice our time living there was and I am so glad that we made such lovely friends.
Wonderful memories to treasure Kirsty
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