Trains, Boats and Swimming (by sarah)

After the World of Beatrix Potter we went for a train ride on a narrow gauge railway - this was uphill and downdale and as the fog was coming in on root to the train station I got a bit nervous - it turned out that this was an historical trip for Lionel who has memories of his fathers car breaking down and all sorts along those roads.

We were later than we intended as Jean had thrown up earlier in the day etc... so Al and Lionel had to drive to the terminous whilst me Simon, Lynne and Jean rode in the open air carrages.

The landscape was cool but I become frustrated with the phone camera and doubt anything came out well - there just was not the right kind of lightlevel. Still we saw a buetiful black sow which reminded me of the pigs in Pigling Bland and then we saw a stolk or crain in the mudflates 🙂 There where also sheep and cows but too my suprise they where actually quiet different to what we have here. The sheep where fluffy black and white 🙂

Everytime the train whistle went Jean pretended to be scared and need a cuddle which was sweet - there was no door to the cart we were in so she was sitting firmly in the corner with Lionels waistcoat over her to keep her warm. We had a little argument about standing up and another about sticking her hands outside the cart but over all it was great with her serving me pretend tea from a pretend flask - I sort of wished it hadnt been pretend :/

We then had the most fantastic meal in a place called... Cockermouth... (yes that is actually the name :/) the resturant was called Junipers and was fantastic 🙂 And the staff were really nice.

The next morning I was dropped off ouchy early to get my ouchy priced train down to London from Pentrith. Poor Lynne had to go to a Dr as it turned out the cough she'd had all weekend had resulted in ulcers in her throat 🙁 Whilst she was sorting that out Al took Jean to the swimming pool which apparently was sweet even if Jean didn't swim - she jjust walked around in the water but enjoyed herself lots 🙂

They then spent the afternoon on a steamer - Jeany also got to watch Wallace and Gromet so I think she had a fantastic holiday - she told me all about the boat yesturday morning as we got her ready for pre-school 🙂

Beatrix Potter (by sarah)

Saturday night we got out Miss Potter a film about who the Beatrix Potter books got published and about her life. This was actually really interesting - especially for me as I feel that some of the children's stories I have written are the modern day equivolent of Peter Rabbit and the rest. Well my characters are called Ester Rabbit and Christina Cluckelsworth and so on. But mine live in the now as did her creations - the characters need to be contempory and in contempory language.

Anyway I digress - Jean has the entire works and we tend to read them alot - we are also near Gloucester which obviously makes a big thing out of the Tailor of Gloucesterwith Beatrix Potter mice everywhere etc...

What I had not realised was that she had taken an active role in trying to preserve the country side and mantain the farms - I feel she was a very far sighted women in many respects - I now a an itch to know more especially as Sunday we went to the World of Beatrix Potter - Jean is still running around with her rabbit ears on she liked the place so much!

Unfortunatly she did throw up on route so Lynne kindly bought her some cloths to wear - this included a Peter Rabbit T-shirt which we have had to crow bar Jean out off for a wash! The exhibition was good but I dont think I'd have gone if I hadnt of had a three year old 🙂

Al did notice a few quiet big disgrepencies between the infor at the exhibition and the film - we have not yet investigated to find out which one is correct. I was intreged to find that Beatrix Potter had really wanted to be of a science/art bent and had applied to do botanical art - I think if I'd been born into her society with the same sort of family rank I'd have been very similar to be honest.

The funniest thing I managed was to announce that I thought the film Beatrix was like Bridget Jones - to which I got a chorus of 'well it is the same actress' - I have not seen the Bridget Jones films I was just running from an extract I had read (but I probably saw trailers somewhere along the line so can not claim complete innocence) - sigh - this always happens to me :/

I took alot of pictures of this so hopefully they will becoming soon 🙂

I like Tunnels (by sarah)

After visiting the extremely cute alpacas we headed off to the Honister Slate Mine on route Simon - Al's step brother asked me what the landscape was. I confessed I didn't actually know anything about the region but I looked at the scenes passing my window and guessed at volcanic with glacial action afterwards.

My back was in a bit of a state still and I bascially could not rotated my head but I really wanted to go in - I am from the Royal School of Mines, I am from Welsh minning stock how could I not go in? This question arose when buying the tickets as Lionel has injured his foot and was using his crutch and had sandles on.

A discuession with the lady on the desk about exactly what the mine was like had Lionel not going but me more determined to go. Jean unfortunatly was wearing sandles so would have to be carried for sections of it but would be ok as long as she was ok with the dark - we were more concerned that we wouldn't be able to keep the hard hat on her!

I have been known to go into mines on crutches - I really can not resist them!

We had to wait for our guide for a while so looked around the shop - I was I have to say impressed. They had been really ingenious with the products they where making from the mined stone - not all of it slate. I thought it all looked a bit odd though and there was definatly some interesting stuff going on in the rocks. It didn't quiet look right as slate to me and there was some interesting flow and flame structures in some of the non-slate. It is lovely stone and if I ever have enough money to do things properlly in the house I shall be getting the stone from that mine.

There is a lovely bluey/green quality to a lot of it.

The dude arrived and gave us our hard hats and battery packs which reminded me so poniantly of going caving I almost backed out but then realise what the problem was.

Jeany initial struggled over the hat until she saw that we were all wearing them - she didn't have a heavey battery pack as she had basically an LED head torch. To my suprise she noticed this - 'I have blue light, special light, you have yellow!'

We clambered into an orange landrover thing and trundled up to the mine.

Outside the entrance we stared at the landscape and low! It had once been a sea flow with volcanics going on on it and then been uplifted etc... and then had glacia's move through it all carving the characteristic u-shaped vallies - these give you a nice cross section through the formation - so in staring across the valley we basically had a mirror image of what we were standing on - this was cool and gave us a much better over veiw than was could have hoped to gain any other way.

I was just a bit chuffed that my guess had been right.

We could see the layering of the ancient lava flows and slate - the slate higher up was the greener colour. Slate normally occurs from say eustry mud which becomes mudstone - this is then folded due to tectonic action and the pressure causes changes so that you get an alinement of say mica along the fold axis - this is the cleavage and is what the slate is split down. This slate looked so odd to me becuase it was not made from mud - instead it was origonally volcanic ash!

This also means that it has more griss - this is the amount of sort of large fragments in it that stop it having a smooth break down the cleavage - therefore this slate breaks into thicker slabs compared to other slates ie welsh or scottish slates. But it also means it is stronger!

The guide dude was called Fred and he was the father-in-law of the guy who set the business up - again I was really impressed as the guy had bought the mine and re-opened it when he had initially known nothing about mining - his grandfather had asked why was the mine closed and he'd just seen the potential and gone with it!

They even went and got a special rock saw from the Itialian marble quarries - this looks like lots of lumpy beads, or sort of an articulated spine of some sort - it is beds of steel or something embadded with industrial diamonds that as Jean point out glittered.

They now mine safely off course but when the mine was origonally open (from the 1700's I think he said but am not sure) they used dangerous tequniques which have resulted in what are known as rate traps - these are rooms where so much of the slate has been removed that the overlaying rock is in danger off coming down on top of the minners if they continue - this was actaully an inefficient way to do it and they get far more out and intact than they used too. Also the range of products they offer now will hopefully buffer them from economic crisis - these are what always closes slate mines as builders stop buying the slates.

One of these rat trap chambers turns out to have great acoustics and a jazz dude has been in there recording this has given me an idea - ok Clare, Ella and Charlee what about us doing something similar - I'm thinking medeaval chants with some electric guitar thrown in would be cool - Becca could even play some flute and Carina how's your guitar playing - infact Becca you play too don't you?

I think we could call ourselves the Mining Babes?

What do you think?

Anyway cough we had a look at the history and stuff and after me rabbiting on about why I thought the cieling of the place worked so well our guide thought that we were musicians but Al and Simon blew my cover and asked me questions about the geology of the place - I was highly embarassed but then it turned out Fred was a Steel Engineer and on top of that I found out that there may be something there that will help me with my MRes project. So I may be going back there sooner than later.

I really love this and Jeany announced that she likes tunnels 🙂 Talking of which there where a few really cool tunnels there that had been in the old days, shored up with the waste stone - this is done with no key stone and is similar to the ancienct burial mounds in Scotland and places. Jean told me off for touching the walls and braeking them which I thought was sweet 🙂 Somehow she ended up getting buscuits out of the other people on the tour :/ How does she do it?

Again photos coming soon hopefully 🙂

Old McDonald had an Alpaca (by sarah)

On Saturday we started our outings in the Lakedistrict by going to see the Alpaca's - these are cute little camelids from Pure or somewhere and they are so lovely - I never thought I'd find something I liked more than the Llama.

I have decided that even though they are like £7000 each or something I want to bread them when I retire, I already want Llamas when I retire - I hope they'll get on with goats:/

Jean loved them too - they were a variety of colours from white to carmel brown to dark brown and grey - there where mixed ones too. In the shop they had lots of alpaca rugs which looked suspicously like the pelts skin and all but they where so soft and in lovely geometric patterns. For £30 there where teddies made out of the stuff which was soooo soft - I got Jean a little knitted alpaca from Peru for £3 instead - she has called it Paca/Packer and has not stopped carrying it around with her.

We asked the ladies what sort of noise it made as Jean was asking for Old McDonald - apparently they hum so we now have a verse that goes:

Old McDonald had a farm e-i-e-i-o And on that farm he had an alpaca e-i-e-i-o with a hmm hmm here and a hmm hmm there her a hmm there a hmm everwhere a hmm hmm!

(we already have verses invovling such things a Llama's and dinosuars, tractors and chainsaws)

I will post the photos shortly though they aren't very good due to where the sun was in the sky and the fact that I only had a phone camera to use.

Journey to the Lakedistrict (by sarah)

Alaric's Dad and Step-mother Lynne are in the country at the moment and took us on holiday to the Lakedistrict - Penrith to be precise. Unfortunatly it is like a five hour car journey and I managed to have a back spasm Thursday night.

This ment that a car journey that would have been very uncomftable for me was not really very pleasant but I managed to get some reading done on the Moon and thanks to Lynne had a great time teaching Jean set theory in the back of the car with some Gruffolo stickers. After the first hour and a half of counting and catagorising stickers and off course sticking them I asked Jean if she was bored of counting and numberrs - 'No want more' was her answer - followed by a belated, 'please'. Great as this was it did mean that I had to keep thinking of new ways of looking at the stickers and which groups could over lap and things.

How many owls are there? Owls are a type of bird, what other birds can we see? Woodpeckers - how many? Oh and there's odd birds too? So how many birds do we have? Oh look there's a damsely fly - how many? Oh look it can fl, yes so can the butterfly - they are instects - whow many insects? Some of the insects can fly but not all - how many can fly? So if the birds fly and some of the insects fly how many things are flying?

And on and on and on.... there was fungi arithmatic to conjur with too!

(to the last question Jean answered 'all' which was true as well due to the way she'd stuck the stickers to the page :/ But once I said which ones would we see in our garden flying she answered the question correctly.

After this it was time for a rendition of Old MacDonald and the like.

I was exhorsted by the end of it.

But there was a lovely cottage with baconies and everything - not to mention a pool at the accompanying hotel! Jean was transfixed by the swimmers. We had a lovely meal in the hotel resturant which has these lovely blue and turquoise ceramic abstracts up all over the place. I mad the med veg.

We then went back to the shalleee and watched a film.

After that I stayed up to await the arrival of Al and Simon (Al's step brother). I read alot of my moon book whilst doing hot and cold treatments on my back - the pain was affecting my breathing and had affected my eating as swollowing had become supremely painfull 🙁

At about 2 am they arrived consumed Jeans leftover tea and was all went to bed.