Bakewell Tart

 Thursday 25^th May!

 

Dad and I stared into the car and we couldn’t believe it. Even though mum and dad had posted two huge boxes home, the car was still full! I actually didn’t care; sure, it meant that I lost the leg room beneath my feet but, I am only little and I don’t really need it. Mum and dad made sure that the water was off, the door was locked and we left the flat.

 

We didn’t go far. We stopped in a place called Stanley to try and pick up some Lake District beer for uncle Chris however, the brewery didn’t open for another 4 hours. We therefore had to leave empty handed which, considering how full the car was, wasn’t a bad thing.

 

The drive was pretty quiet for a working day. We made it to the north of Manchester without any issues. All onboard wanted KFC for lunch therefore we stopped in Stockport. Apparently, I had been here before too however, I couldn’t remember. We then took the A6 into the Peak District.

 

The Peak District was our third National Park on this holiday and I always forget just how stunning it is. Our Sat Nav seemed to be enjoying the weather within the Peak District. Our scheduled destination was Bakewell but that didn’t stop the Sat Nav choosing one of the most beautiful routes I had taken in the peak district. We drove past a place called Wardlow and had a great view over Monsal Dale. Dad and mum both agreed that we should visit this part of the national park more often.

 

We arrived in Bakewell mid-afternoon. Uncle was quite tired therefore he stayed in the car whereas the rest of us had a quick look around the town. Dad and mum bought the traditional Bakewell pies for all to try at a later date. Bakewell was very pretty and yet, not too busy. Finally, we visited Chatsworth’s farm shop before heading back to Derby.

 

We eventually arrived back in Derby around 6pm. I couldn’t believe our house! It was so tidy! I had never seen it so tidy before. I knew something had to be done therefore I got on with emptying all of my toy boxes within our lounge and making sure that Lego was strategically placed for the adults to step on.

So, we had made it to Derby. All – including me – were pretty tired. We therefore had an early night. Dad, Grandma, Uncle and I didn’t have a busy day planned tomorrow however, mum and grandad were going to play golf.

 

Toodle Pip!