Lake District Floods.

It’s only about 6 weeks since we had a wonderfully sunny and warm, autumn week in Keswick but just look at it now:

Our thoughts and prayers are with the people of Cumbria at this traumatic time. Hope the weather improves soon and then stays improved!

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