"No swimming"

Over to Sedbergh for lunch with a client whom I rather like. Not that I ever see us as being mates, as such, but I enjoy her company, talking business in a mutually therapeutic kind of way. She's a good egg.

After the meeting I drove back to Kendal, taking a little diversion back along a route I used to run while working in Kendal twenty years ago. My memory's not great nor are my observational skills but one way or the other (or both!) I'd forgotten this waterfall off Fisher Tarn Reservoir. 

Such magnificent architecture in the middle of nowhere! I think I'd like to come back, climb over the walls and explore.

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Reading: 'In Aleppo Once' by Taqui Altounyan