Getting all my ducks in a row(ing boat)

Yes, to be fair the quality of today's main Blip was sacrificed for the sake of the bad pun - well I am on holiday.

After a thrashing by The Bo at the Super Farmer game last night, and a distinctly average half beer, woke up very late this morning (10.30) feeling very groggy in that way that a very long sleep that isn't achieved very often will do to you.

Out for lunch in Brampton at a local cafe, then back to the ice cream shop - I broke and sampled the bright blue cookie monster ice cream which was supposed to just be vanilla with cookie bits in, but it was so sweet I did struggle to get through it (I persevered in the name of not wasting food).

Then a very short drive up to Talkin Tarn park where I was pleased to find my second favourite thing after ice cream: ducks.   An excellent holiday double. The shot with the rowing boat too hilarious to resist.  

The Bo was also pleased to discover his favourite holiday past-time: mini golf, which he inevitably won, but that's ok as the winner buys tomorrow's ice cream.  A shame he forgot to bring his wallet, though I noted that these days you can pay on your phone... we won't hold our breath.  Despite my quite significant loss I did get a hole in one so the many years of training were not all wasted. We had a short potter around the tarn though didn't make it all the way round, it is unseasonably hot and didn't pack suncream because, well, it's the North of England in August.  That cold swimming pool will be a delight today, the hot tub, not so much.  Extra were some cute carved igelkott we met in the woods.