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Jun 19
We are driving up to Hull today. What to do on the way…? Filling the Void The young are bound by age restrictions when it comes to gambling, drugs or booze, though there are no such restrictions for Facebook, Twitter and video games – which are, of course, highly addictive too. These addictions are …
Oct 05
Like hitting your head on the brick wall, it’s great when you stop. It’s a blessed and sunny day and it’s a great day not for walking. We stay once again with kind and indulgent friends: we get up late and drive slowly home. We calculate how many thank you letters we will be delighted …
Oct 04
End Game We never saw a signpost to “Ipswich” until today, our final day. I was beginning to think the place was bewitched and did not actually exist, but at long last we found ourselves crawling through the suburbs towards our finishing point, the Grammar School. It is a fine place perched atop a series …
Oct 04
Well, only one more day to go and then our own bed. Not that today’s experience was anything to carp about: a beautiful warm and sunny day where the cows all smile milkily at us as we pass by. We travel through some of the loveliest countryside we are blessed with in this blessed plot, …
Oct 03
A very long walk today, or at least so it seemed to be! Never ending plodding through ploughed fields, all slightly tilted upwards, managed to exhaust and drain us of breath and humour in equal measure; we were faced with several hooded paths and collapsing styles all smothered with brambles and vicious thorns that all …
Oct 02
We walk along the ‘Fleam Dyke”, astoundingly dug by hand by Saxons sometime in the fifth century. We read on the council notice boards that it was constructed in order to enable the authorities “to monitor the countryside”. Perhaps an early and forlorn attempt to control Roman immigration and seemingly so it has been ever …
Sep 30
We stay with old friends bang smack in the middle of Cambridge, delightful conversation and great company. Today we walked through Cambridge, the second time we have done this, the last time three years ago while we were walking from York to Canterbury. In the morning we tottered over freshly ploughed fields as the farmer …
Sep 29
We walk our miles in record time over flat country with huge grey skies. Moses, (the dog) goes mad with ecstasy as he rolls in the wheat stubble that scratches his tummy. We sit in the pub Marcus has chosen with trepidation as all his choices thus far have been poor. But we are greeted …
Sep 29
Great news all round. We are staying just outside Cambridge. A blessed day away from my Plod as guests of one of my favourite people, our younger son, Oliver and his wife Lois and their not so baby girls, Amelie and Annabel. I visited Kings College Chapel, one of the wondrous things you should mark …
Sep 27
Now we approach the outskirts of Cambridge, facing flat, straight walks where I imagine Roman soldiers tramped their extra mile all those centuries ago. Moses (our dog) stirred up a fox and then an otter by the River Ouse and we are fortunate that Moses didn’t see it. We lunched in a garden centre – …