MY schoolboy definitions of ‘public consumption’ were listening to a radio through an open window or reading over somebody’s shoulder—in other words, enjoying something I hadn’t paid for or that was already there. There are many such opportunities for public consumption in Cumbria and the Lake District.
When a former colleague from London visited, he would always call at Hartside Café, now sadly burned down. At 1,904ft above sea level on the edge of the Pennines, he would sit