As promised I wondered up to Pulpit rock, a trip that was made a good deal longer by me missing the turning TWICE! But it did afford some beautiful views over Nelson. Whilst it was glorious sunshine in London it poured down with rain here on the way home - which tested out my waterproof jacket a treat, I just wish I'd been testing out my waterproof trousers as well. In the evening I went to a fundraising dinner with the neighbours who help fund a sports scholarship. Sunday was dominated by finding out that Grandad had broken his femur when he tripped down some concrete steps - an accident that would have left anyone with broken bits, he's now in traction waiting for his operation on Wednesday. I had another walk on Sunday this time along a disused railway track which is now only used by walkers and mountain bikers and again some disappointing views.