In what’s become a summer tradition, we recently spent a long weekend in the South Lakeland town of Ulverston.
The beauty of Ulverston is that it never changes. Well, it does change, but not much from year to year … and I say this as someone who has been going to Ulverston for almost 50 years. 🙂
The rhythm of Ulverston is set by doing the same things each year. We climbed Hoad on a blustery Friday morning. There was a visit to the Laurel & Hardy Museum. We saw the friends-who-are-like-family. We laughed. All. The. Time.
We were even persuaded to have several suppers and one Sunday lunch in the pub. We wore masks when moving around inside the pub and noticed that we were definitely in the minority. (It’s not over, people, not by a long shot.)
And the lovely thing is, next year we’ll probably do the same things all over again. 🙂 Hopefully minus the masks.