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Day 2: Rochester to Hoo St Werburgh

Bright sunny morning, birds chirping, alls well with the world, we feel fine; the walk is going well… We asked our walk creators to ensure we have no hills, no plough, and please no frightening roads…. and Bingo! Is this a hill? , No it can’t be, yes it darn well is, quite the longest hill …

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Day 1: Gravesend to Rochester

A staccato start in Gravesend as we wound our way out of the town. Heavy showers were punctuated  by an African sun so we dried quickly enough . We walked along miles of Thames Estuary,  in the past swarming with ships, today but a sad ship’s graveyard. Just imagine Turner’s tragic “The Fighting Temeraire”, being …

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The Day Before

I reckon the reason ZANE supporters give so generously is that, when they read the walk solicitation over breakfast, they say, “For goodness’ sake, not again. Surely, they’re too darn decrepit to be doing another walk! I suppose we’d better sponsor them – next year, they’re bound to be dead… Now, where’s the cheque book?” …

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The Day After

From Our Weaknesses… Sometimes, it’s not a whole poem that gets me – a mere line can be enough. I was reading “She Teaches Lear” by Iain Crichton Smith. It’s not a poem that touches me particularly, but then the third line of the last verse smacked me right in the guts: “From our weaknesses …

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Day 14: Northwick to Stoke Gifford

Vets In 2017 I met a veteran in Bulawayo who was more or less destitute. He was living on a meal a day yet had served the UK and Empire all his military career. And he was dying of prostate cancer, and he couldn’t afford treatment. The services charities were more or less skint.  So …

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Day 13: Shepperdine to Northwick

A watery few days in beautiful scenery. Some of those who have hosted or walked with us (and they will, of course, remain anonymous) have related tragic stories of the conduct of their children or in-laws behaving cruelly towards them. Our friends are elderly and vulnerable and, in the main,  widows. In two cases, the …

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Day 12: Sharpness to Shepperdine

A friend tells me he is about to tell me a funny story. I want to tell him, “Just tell me the story…I ‘ll tell you if I find it funny or not,” but I haven’t the heart to do so. Victimhood Politicians of all stripes treat the electorate as babies. Social security benefits are …

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Day 11: Fretherne to Sharpness

Boris Johnson’s book about his premiership is published in October. Whatever he writes in his own defence, one thing is clear: he clearly didn’t have the self-awareness to be alert to his own failings. He should have known he was incapable of staff control. If he had been aware, he would have authorised a tough cabinet …

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Day 10:Upper Framilode to Fretherne

Last Meal We have been hosted by wonderfully kind and generous hosts, and we have enjoyed excellent, wide-ranging debates on, you name it, we have discussed it. Last evening, we chose what we would select as our last meal before we were to be shot! Here’s mine. First, a well-made Bloody Mary. It’s a sad …

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Day 9: Weir Green to Upper Framilode

Fortunately in the UK On July 4, something remarkable happened that we in the UK take for granted: power changed hands from one party to another. No one died, no one even argued about the process, and control changed peacefully…it just happened. What astonishes me is that at least one-third of the country just shrugged …

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