New Tangled Tango #67

Previously

The legal implications of a second marriage were thought provoking for them. They realised that they were going to have to give much more thought to those before making any appointment with a solicitor.

The day passed quickly with much of what they had learned being discussed while they worked together in her kitchen, as they shared meals and as they relaxed.

On Saturday night, he stayed over for the first time.

Continued

Sunday 8th May  A day out

Overnight, the couple had agreed that they needed to get out into the sunshine and have a day out together – another first. They decided that a trip to the Lake District would be nice. They set out early for Derwentwater. For both of them it had happy associations in addition to its beautiful views across the lake to the mountains.

Soon after they passed Junction 38 they pulled into the Service station to stretch their legs, use the facilities and to enjoy a coffee and cake. They knew that they still had quite a drive ahead. While they were there, Cathy ‘phoned Barbara to tell her where they were and to ask after Emily. The baby had been keeping Barbara awake quite a lot, and the teething ring was not always effective during the day.

The car park at Keswick was already quite busy when they arrived but they managed to find a slot. They decided that they’d have a look around the shops before lunch, but both of them wanted to walk down to the lake afterwards, and to ride on one of the cruises.

Cathy had come wearing her blue denim jeans, a blue silk blouse and an arran cardigan. She had trainers on for comfort. Steve wore chinos, a polo shirt and a Barbour jacket plus walking boots. They walked hand-in-hand, just another couple of tourists, but wishing that days like this could be their new norm. They browsed the various craft shops, gift shops and bookshops but decided to give the Pencil Factory a miss. Steve, at one point, had walked Cathy across to a jewellery shop window and asked her what type of engagement ring she would like. She looked at him to see if he were serious, then pulled him away.

“Don’t be daft,” she said, “I have an engagement ring from my first time around,” she looked down at her hand, “I don’t need another. I just need to know that you’re with me and that you want to be there too. We can buy each other wedding rings nearer the time. How’s that?”

They stopped and kissed, oblivious to passers-by.

After lunch in one of the restaurants they walked down to the lakeside and walked the short distance to Friars Crag, where they sat and looked across to Cat Bells, the Fell across the lake. They had individually walked up it at one time or another, but today they contented themselves with an afternoon cruise. Afterwards, they decided to make a day of it and have dinner in one of the hotels.

They had enjoyed the leisurely pace of the day and feeling so close to each other in public.

For their day out in Keswick, I’ve chosen two photos from my archive in 2019. The one that introduces the story is of the jetty at Keswick overlooking lake Derwentwater and Cat Bells hill. The featured photo is from Friars Crag.

EXIF data were: Pentax K-50 16 MP cropped sensor dslr camera with a Pentax 35 mm f/2 lens, !/100 secs @ f/5 and 35 mm. ISO was 100.

Author: writingandphotography0531

I am a retired local government officer. At that time, I was an IT manager and had associated responsibilities for training. I have previously been involved, in various organisations, with aspects of industrial training and management development. My hobby is photography and, until recently, hillwalking in Snowdonia. I have just written my first novel, Persephone and the Photographer, published as a Kindle eBook.

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