Parlick
The whole family went for a breezy walk up Parlick in the Forest of Bowland this afternoon.
Once we got going we were fine, but there was an unexpected sticky moment when T flatly refused to get out of the car. Very perplexing as it’s quite out of character - generally he loves the open air and countryside and needs very little encouragement. The current working hypothesis is that we don’t often do car trips with all four of us together and when we do, they are generally very long and involve packets of Opal Fruits and Extra Strong Mints. Clearly we had deviated from the script.
Anyhow, the walk was great and we were all mesmerised by the paragliders whirling over our heads as we climbed the hill (which was very steep)