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Day 6: Devizes to Ladies Bridge, Wilcot

“Oh Dear!” I much enjoy vigorous discussion, but I dislike it if the person arguing knows nothing about the subject.  In fact, when I discover that my opponent hasn’t a clue what they are talking bout I make my apologies and talk about the weather. I recall in 2017 a friend of mine voted Labour; …

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Day 5: Semington to Devizes

Ancient Worker Musings… How many miles of stone walls were built by the ancients of history? How many bad backs! And walking by the canal, how many navvies spent their entire lives digging out the vast tons of earth that had to be hacked out to make the canal operational? What were they paid? How …

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Day 4: Winsley to Semington

Speechless As donors will recall, as conversation topics, I specialise in money, sex, politics, religion and death, so I can hold my own at any supper party… Until I am rendered speechless. At an unknown supper party during the last walk, a delightful host suddenly fixed me with a glittering eye as he asked me: …

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Day 3: Bath (Lower Weston) to Winsley

Ideal British weather: a sprinkling of rain early this morning and a cloudy day thereafter. Lunch with an old colleague from Parliament I hadn’t seen for ages. A number of other ZANE supporters cheered us on our way. Eat, Drink and Be Wary A few thoughts on food and eating out (thanks to Jay Rayner)… …

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Day 2: Somerdale to Bath (Lower Weston)

A Rubbish View A perfect day for walking. What spoilt it were the bulging bags of garbage that punctuated the most perfect beauty spots. What do these vandals do this? Why can’t they be bothered to travel to the tip. Charlie and Angela once again loyally supporting us. What troopers they have turned out up …

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Day 1: Bristol to Somerdale

A great start to the walk. Broken cloud and just warm enough. We didn’t expect trustees Charles and wife, Angela and Grandson Isaac Sinclair with his girlfriend Issy Harwood. A great joy and the miles melted. Beautiful rolling countryside, and we walked by Shakespeare’s River Avon. Saddened by the occasional stench. When will water boards …

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The Day Before: Don’t Let the Old Man In!

Jane and I discussed the blog’s title, Don’t Let the Old Man In! I nicked it from the great Clint Eastwood who came up with the phrase after being asked, aged 88, where he got the inspiration and energy to make yet another film. His response? “I just get up every morning and go out. …

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The Day After

So, we come to the end of another walk – and, in the main, it’s been very enjoyable. Some parts were hard going, as is to be expected – after all, it’s almost impossible to forecast the condition of tracks or small roads, let alone the weather. The experience was made immeasurably easier and more …

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Day 15: Dover to Folkestone (or not)

This was our last day and the wind was said to be at hurricane levels. We decided that walking near cliffs in such conditions would be foolhardy, so regretfully we called it a day. It’s been a great walk. As I mentioned earlier, we will soon bid a sad farewell to three loyal workers. Allow …

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Day 14: Walmer to Dover

On Cliff Edges I once sat next to the crime writer PD James at a dinner. She told me that DNA had destroyed her work and the only safe way to kill anyone these days was to “accidentally” bump them off the White Cliffs. So I walked them today with special care. On the path …

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