More photos from our mini-break. We stayed in a small village in the north Lakes, just south of Penrith. A gorgeous, miles-off-the-beaten-track hamlet; it has no supermarket, no bank, no post office and no cashpoint, though it does boast a pub, a postbox, a telephone box, and (because this is England and we're clearly insane) an upmarket cruisewear shop and a dog grooming parlour.
It also has a wonderful secret garden that's like something out of CS Lewis or, erm, The Secret Garden (including the biggest thistles I've ever seen and a stone altar for your local pagan sacrifices)... the only Saxon church in the North West, dating back to the 11th century... and an enormous topiary squirrel. 
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It all looks lovely and lush though the giant topiary squirrel gives me the heebie-jeebies...
I would have much rather been in the gentle nature of the Lake District than my business trip to Sioux Lookout in the heart of endless rocks and trees in northwestern Ontario. I've always loved the (slightly more cultivated) beauty of the British landscape much more than the endless Canadian wilds.
Fantastic! Wonder why teh squirrel, are there loads of them around there?
did i just see a 30-foot high green squirrel in here or just forget to take my medication?
What a beautiful place (which you wisely don't name. Fine long and short work on the church tower. It's the garland of flowers on that lady squirrel that worries me. I hope there wasn't an Edward Woodward inside it.
Steve - I've given it your address.
Larissa - I think a lot of Brits (sadly) take it for granted. I wouldn't mind seeing the Canadian wilds one day though.
Sag - we didn't see one! Lots of rabbits though.
JC - the red pill THEN the green one.
BT - I didn't look too closely.
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