August 16, 2011 in Category Europe,Scarlett Adventures...,The Lake District,UK

Badgers In The Lake District

The Lake District is home to a secret pub…

A pub that appears pretty normal on the surface but, behind the real ales and the packets of monster munch, is actually a haven for a multitude of wild woodland animals; a sanctuary from the poachers that haunt the neighbourhood and somewhere the animals can get a decent meal when pickings are slim.

Of course I can’t actually tell you the name of this pub, or at least I can’t broadcast it here… it’s all very 007. I could tell you, but after getting sworn to secrecy when I stumbled across it by the single most intense, Mafiosi-esque (and probably inbred) people I have ever met, I’m not going to risk it.

What I can tell you though, is that it was the single strangest encounter I had with an animal in my life. And that includes the episode when my mother brought home a hedgehog with special needs.

Stood outside the pub getting some air I was just thinking how creepy The Lake District can get of a night with hardly any street lamps and virtually no noise – when the landlord crept past with a bucket and disappeared into the bushes next to me. The noises that followed of scampering, scuffling and squeaking we’re so intriguing so (clearly learning nothing from the ‘Fun Spot’ incident) I followed him.

I don’t know what I expected to see but it certainly wasn’t the hundreds* of wild badgers that stood before me eating chips and beans. The landlord wasn’t best pleased at my presence, but after a brief (but completely terrifying) interrogation in which I was 98% sure I was about to be ‘whacked’, I was handed a bucket and told to make myself useful by getting some more food from the kitchen.

Returning with the weirdest combination of food in my bucket; chips, baked beans, bacon, toffee sticky pudding etc, I sat on the cold, wet grass and fed the badgers.

It was completed surreal, I mean how many people have held out a chip, of all things, and a badger sauntered over and nibbled it out my fingers, before going back to get stuck into it’s apple pie and custard?   

 * This is a wild exaggeration. There was only about 20 – but still, that’s a lot of badgers to see sharing a full english breakfast…

4 comments… read them below or add one

Simply Paul August 16, 2011 at 11:02 pm

Now is that being in the wrong place at the right time or the right place at the wrong time? still one more thing crossed off of your list!


plantdotty August 16, 2011 at 11:06 pm

WOW….that is incredible….I d love to see a badger….they do live in the U,K after all….never seen one..only dead ones on the road…xxx


Jen August 21, 2011 at 11:53 pm

Lol Plantdotty… how depressing about the dead ones! much better seeing them binging on carbs!

Paul… definately the wrong place at the right time, I feel like every situation I end up in I should feel grateful to come out alive


101 Things Before You Die August 29, 2011 at 3:37 am

So cute! I’ve never seen a badger in the wild. I’m not even sure they are around here!


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