A few weeks back I took a day trip to Keswick (leave out the 'W' when you speak it; that's the way it's done here).  The center of the town is restricted only to pedestrians and looks quite old.  Everyone (almost) was smiling it was such a good day, cool but lots of sun.

I suspect you could live in Keswick for a year, eat out all the time and not go to the same pub twice.  Met an antique store keeper who gave me a bit of advice about Scottish-Hard-Stone jewelry; go to Scotland if you want to buy vintage or antique items, and pay more by purchasing it from a reputable dealer (about 10% more).  Seems there are talented artists who's work is sold by others as antique.

In Keswick, I learned about DISK PARKING.  The parking is controlled pretty tightly everywhere here in the Lakes district, but DISK parking was new to me.  I found a curbside parking spot, locked up the car & went exploring.  Came back about 2 hrs later and found a constable coming up the road.  Rather than "make a break for it" ('cause I could see he was writing down plate #s and there wasn't anything on my windscreen yet), I walked down and asked if I was OK where I was.  "Let's see, I may already have your plate # in my computer."  So we walked up, yep, had my plate, but more importantly, he explained the routine (then deleted my plate from the computer).  Disk parking; go to a shop (or in this case, the 'DISKS' were right on the post next to the car) and get a disk.  It looks like a clock face.  The car parker dials the clock face to the time the car was left (on your honor; no cheating) and leaves the disk on the dash.  Got to return within the time limit prescribed and leave.  No return for XX hours (depends on the limit on the sign).  OK, so much for parking, enjoy the pictures of Keswick, and imagine driving on these narrow streets where traffic is allowed in town.  Oh, the bottom picture is where I parked the car.  The blue one is me, and the big park on the right is called FITZ park, given to the town and dedicated to a son lost in WWI, by his parents