Penrith Tale

Penrith Cumbria
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It had been a really good day ,i had sold a bird table ,two nest boxes and a windmill i had made the day before .one of the best things about making woodcraft items was the people you got to meet through it.
Mel had just shouted "Dinner" and i had just packed all the tools away for the night and was just looking around it was so lovely the night was warm and the mountains in the distance were an incredible colour the lake district really is a stunning place.
I shut the boot and walked up the side of the bus mouth watering thinking about my dinnr we had been shopping earlier in the day and i knew we had some nice treats.
Just as i was about to open the door this large Range Rover came tearing doon the road and stopped only feet away the drivers door swung open and a huge bloke dressed in country tweeds complete with hat stormed out of the range rover and headed straight towards me .
He stopped inches from me and instantly launched into a full on abusive attack basically we were to f**k of take our bus and all the crap laying around (my woodcaft)and between his friend the chief constable and a few other people we would be gone in the morning or else.
(All i could think was shit my diner will be getting cold.)
After about 3 or 4 minutes his neck looked like it was about to burst i tried to talk to him but he ignored me and just ranted and ranted .
i eventually had, had enough and told him to sod of and get whoever .
He turned on his heels and headed back to his car and after slamming the door he opened the window and carried on his abuse to me by this time mel was standing by me asking what was going on and when she heard him shouting started shouting at him in her broad YORKSHIRE kindly leave or words to that effect..
I watched as he slammed the car into gear and it lurched forward after three attemps he still hadn't managed to turn the car around i couldn't help myself i shouted and asked if he needed some help to turn the car that really set him of and with the air turning blue drove off we could still hear him shouting a mile down the road..
During dinner we talked about what we should do and after a wee while we decided to see what happened the next day.i had a couple calling over in the afternoon to pick up some nest boxes and a large chair i had made .
After a restless night in which every noise we heard we imagined a load of cars turning up to SORT US OUT
nothing happened, and the morning was glorious the sun was so warm and it was still only 7.00am.
eventually we started to relax a bit and the day wa really nice and i met a lovely womaan who called down and we talked abou everything she really liked the coach and asked if she could look inside .
after an hour os so she left putting an order in for two bird tables and a small box saying that a bloke called tony would call over for them on friday she paid me even though i said i would rather wait till i had made them and left .
not long after she left the couple turned up and paid me and took there stuff .
all in all a superb day and during all this we had forgot all about the crazy Rangerover man.
friday came and tony arrived i found out he was a game keeper and during a coffeee he told me do you know who that wee women that had put the order for the woodcraft in was Lady Lowther and she had come down after the estate manager had stormed back shouting about us after meeting me and mel she had went back and told him to leave us alone 6 months later we headed out onto the open road
Lady Lowther had put the two birdtables by the main entrance and me and mel often have a wee chuckle imagining that sod having to drive through the main gates every day past our two BIRDTABLES..
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