I’ve just driven past Renton. It was dark so i’ve no idea if its as grim as my imagination makes it seem. Glasgow has rather more traffic than i was expecting. Now, stopped for the night at Luss on the shore of Loch Lomond.
This morning was a visit to the pencil museum and the ‘cars of the stars’ in Keswick. Then on to Cockermouth, where they don’t any longer have a toy museum. Despite what the signs say. Oh well.
I’d forgotten how much fun some of the lake district roads can be, drop it a cog or two, give it a bootfull and suddenly you’re staring at the exhaust of a porsche wishing he’d get out your way.
And i feel bad about seeing a hitcher and not picking him up. It’s dropped so far off my consciousness that he took a while to register.
