Decadent

I had a beer this afternoon. I was sitting in the sunshine at The Trout in Cockermouth, beside the River Derwent. 

I liked the beer and I liked sitting there. It seemed like a good Blip moment. 

It was intended - apart from the sheer decadence of it - to ease a three hour drive out of my system. It worked. Very well. 

The drive was fine as far as these things go, but most of it was on motorways and that attracts the worst of the nutters. Maybe I will take the slow route home.  

It is good to be away from home briefly, and to see a part of England which is totally new to me.