It seems that once one problem is sorted (this time it was the plumbing) another occurs. Something is digging my back lawn up during the night. On Thursday I thought it was perhaps a cat but Friday was much worse. I replaced the loosened turf and flattened it. Saturday there had been no activity but what a mess when I opened the bedroom curtains this morning. Again, I’ve repaired it the best I can and hope that whatever is digging finds somewhere else.

This afternoon I had a wander up the High Sweden Bridge path, just to the point where the views to the Langdale and Coniston fells finish. I thought this view across Rydal Water would be more popular than those I took of the lawn.