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Jun 24
Day 4 – Drax to Norton
Another miserable day marching from somewhere called Drax to Norton trying to wade through rights of way now turned into a jungle by neglectful landowners and councils. Okay, why bother to make these paths walkable? I suppose judging from their vast size that the locals never walk. They must spend their time lolling in front …
Jun 23
Day 3 – Yokefleet to Drax
A long walk from Yokefleet to Drax, which I was excitedly told houses the biggest power station in England – although what you are meant to do with that sort of information beats me. A dreary place mouldering under indifferent countryside, set off with dirty sheet skies, all accompanied by an intermittent drizzle; the mix …
Jun 21
Day 2 – Welton to Yokefleet
The Tale of Two Cities Yesterday we walked through Hull past the magnificent Humber Bridge which was wrapped in early morning mist. We walked the line of the old docks and read some history. I had no idea of the key role played by Hull and Liverpool between 1836-1914 as gateway to 2.2m European emigrants …
Jun 20
Day 1 – Hull, Maritime Museum to Welton
Well it’s a roasting day for walking from Hull to Liverpool and it’s best not to think of the distance. I hum the Harry Lauder theme tune as I walk: “Keep right on to the end of the road, keep right on to the end, though you’re tired and weary still travel on etc”. Lauder …
Jun 19
Day 0 – The Day Before
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
The Day After
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
Day 22: Hadleigh to Ipswich
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
Day 21: Sudbury to Hadleigh
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
Day 20: Little Thurlow to Sudbury
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
Day 19: Fulbourn to Little Thurlow
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 …