On Friday I went to Eskdale to attend the Olympic Cushion Stuffing Event. I was last there. Friday can be busy for me - weekly shop day n'all. After Mary-Jane's lunch we set off. Ten minutes or so before setting off, I had some devastating news about a close friend, which spun me out more than alot. I shall write about this after, it's a big issue and deserves a seperate post.
So Mary-Jane and I set off, with me being in a bit of a state inside. The journey to Eskdale is beautiful. It was a bit of a grey cloudy misty sort of day. This is looking back on where we came from, before the final descent into Eskdale - or so it appears to me.
I've just realised that the photos are not in order that I took them, but never mind, you will get the gist.
This is a view from the car park just down from the village hall, facing towards the right, don't ask whether it is north or south etc, I don't have a clue at the mo. Stunning.
This is from the same place but facing to the left
In a similar place
View from the back of the car park
The Village Hall is, as I understand it, below the church, rather underneath the church. It is the Church St Bega. More history for me to find out.
Another shot from the side of the Church/Village Hall
There were over 60 cushions made. Women came from all over the county of Cumbria to bring their cushions. I wish I was able to have got there sooner to meet some and been more part of the day. Things happen for reasons.