Oct
29th
Wed
29th
Tuesday - I walked a little way with W & him, W went to the Tarn afterwards to the top of Seat Sandal—he was obliged to lie down in the tremendous wind—the snow blew from Helvellyn horizontally like smoke— the Spray of the unseen Waterfall like smoke—- —— Miss Lloyd called upon me —- I walked with her past Rydale. Wm sadly tired, threatenings of the piles.
— Dorothy ‘Excitement’ Wordsworth on William ‘Piles’ Wordsworth
