The drive up was remarkably painless for a Friday afternoon on the M6. We got to Bowness about 3.15, picked the keys up and bought some (more) guidebooks, then went to Ambleside to meet another one of our party who had beaten us there.
Friday night was spent drinking, poking the open fire and playing games. Saturday, the other five went out walking up steep chilly things while I reclined in front of the fire with a large supply of books. Saturday night I cooked dinner and then we sat around drinking and playing games (again). Sunday, since everyone else was creaking and limping, they decided to do a shortish flattish walk (around Rydal Water) so I decided to join them, which was pleasant. Pub lunch and then the long drive home; at least we could switch drivers occasionally -- the other two cars only had one driver apiece in so must have had a much worse time.
I managed to resist the urge to take my laptop with me and get on with some work. I'm quite proud of that.