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: How Are Things In Glaramara?
Thursday,
15th August 2019
What
was the first pop song that wormed its way
into your brain? In my case it was by
Tommy Steele who, in 1957, Never Felt More Like Singing
The Blues.
I could still sing it to you today
if you were to insist.
Pet
Clark I don’t really recall until Downtown
in 1964 although I think I was vaguely aware
of her as a child actor.
Fred
Astaire was some old geezer that my mum
and dad used to talk about, dancing with
that Ginger woman.
What
is the relevance of all this? Well,
perhaps not a great deal as things turned
out.
They all came together in the
1968 film, Finian’s Rainbow. This
included a song that I can only remember
as How Are Things In Glaramara?
Well,
today we were going to find out. The
Glaramara range, on the far side of the
Lake District, contains four Wainwright
tops that we needed.
Only
we didn’t find out. Our numbers were progressively
whittled away by unexpected meetings, unwelcome
injuries and unavoidable child pick-up requests.
A change of plan was needed. A
short, Kendal based walk for the walking
wounded and the kiddie collector.
Stan
was put in charge. He led us through
Kendal, surprising me with paths of which
I was previously unaware. Up at the
castle was a new notice board.
Click
on the map to see the detail
We
left town by the old tramway up to the Kettlewell quarry,
then over to the far end of Helsfell Nab where
Stan got excited about a barn he would like
to convert.
Next
we crossed
the old Rifle Range to the Cunswick Scar
cairn. The Lakeland skyline showed
the tops shrouded but no rainbow, Finian’s
or otherwise to be seen. We felt pleased
that we had not travelled long distances
to see not very much.
Here
we changed direction to head south along
the scars, noting Cunswick Hall and its
Pillow Mounds en-route.
By the time
we reached the Mushroom, the cloud had cleared
from the tops. Things probably were
looking better at Glaramara but we couldn’t
really know. It lay hidden behind
Pavey Ark. Anyway, it didn’t matter.
We had travelled light, lunch was
on our minds and Kendal was calling.
We
crossed the fields and dropped down into
town, passing Postman Pat’s house.
It
was agreed we should lunch at the Farmhouse
Kitchen. The table we were given was in an unattractively
dark part of the café and the food
took a long time to arrive. However
when it did, we each tucked into a glorious
beef and bacon burger plus trimmings. Well
worth the wait.
Now
we had to return to Stan’s house though
we had enough time to have a brief look
in the town graveyard for Trooper
William Pearson who
featured in the Charge of the Light Brigade.
Unfortunately
we didn’t find him. Where is Tony
when you need him?
Finally
we arrived at Stan’s house in good time
for him to fulfil his familial duties. We
certainly were not singing the blues. But
as for Glaramara, you will have to wait
for another time before I can report properly
on how things are.
Don,
Thursday 15th August 2019
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