Saturday started a bit damp but the sun soon came out.  One cottage out with one back in and one cleaner up.  So for once on a Saturday at our peak district cottages there was no rushing around and I had time for a whole load of jobs.  Chris found time for some outside jobs including stocking up our logs and clearing more leaves.  Found time to talk to my sister and cottage arrived about 5pm.  After dinner I took advantage of our elevated position to watch some of the local firework displays from the warmth of the hallway.  Ventured out into the cold later on to watch displays hoping to catch some of Chatsworth’s display but assumed couldn’t see anything as it is in a dip. Sunday turned into one of those days.  Four departures with no arrivals.   Problems with heating in one of the cottages resulted in Chris having to investigate the issue only to find a leak so that gave him something to do.  He had not long finished when there was a knock on the door and an irate woman complained about ‘our’ cows on the road.  Chris phoned Andrew and went down to help get them back into the field.  An early dinner then we headed over to Chatsworth House for the firework display.  This was the first time they had two nights with both nights being sold out.  (Do the sums: an estimated 4000 people at £12 per ticket!)  A murky day turned into a wet evening but luckily the rain stopped by the time we got to there. There was entertainment, food stalls and a bonfire and the house was lit up in various colours. As expected the fireworks were good and I think the dogs were glad to see us back so we could switch off the loud music we had left on so they couldn’t hear any fireworks.