A smidgeon of sun

A friend and I walked over Cunswick Fell and through Serpentine Woods then down into Kendal for a coffee and chat to put the world to rights.  
Final choir session of the year and this evening will be the final ukulele meeting, both with invitations to bring food for the buffet; seems that Christmas has become just a great big festival of eating and socialising, or maybe it's always been so.