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Sep 10
Day 8 – Rest Day
Tennessee Williams coined the phrase “The kindness of strangers,” and never was it more appropriate than in our Norfolk walk. We never use the names of those who offer us hospitality, for few want that sort of publicity and anyway, by the time we have stated that X and Y are wonderful, what on earth …
Sep 09
Day 7 – Wells-next-the-Sea to Blakeney
Roughly halfway house, and we’ve burned a few pounds from our easy living! The faint muscle stiffness has abated and we are swinging along with renewed confidence as each mile passes us by. About a year ago, I had an operation on my left foot, and I worried whether the foot would survive the inevitable …
Sep 08
Day 6 – Burnham Overy Staithe to Wells-next-the-Sea
Overarching mist the colour of a tramp’s vest. At my minute, I expected Magwitch to spring out at Pip from behind an ancient tombstone. Miles of glorious galloping beach and I thought of our horse Prince Panache, born in our old stables a generation ago. For ZANE donors interested in this sort of thing, prepare …
Sep 07
Day 5 – Thornham to Burnham Overy
Here we are two old gits, not two pounds of us hanging straight, minute figures wandering along the Norfolk coast under a vast pale blue canopy of sky. What a wonderful world and what a privilege to be alive at this hour. God Save the King! It’s inevitable in our free society that republicans are …
Sep 06
Day 4 – Holme-next-the-Sea to Thornham
Walking on the beach at Hunstanton, we found ourselves compelled to look at naked UK swimmers. One tanned man in a thong – Jane, avert your eyes! – and, flexing his muscles, looked rather like a condom stuffed with conkers. Then I saw myself in a window, my hat askew, a blob of ice cream …
Sep 05
Day 3 – Great Bircham to Holme-next-the-Sea
In last year’s commentary, I listed the five regrets of the dying. The one that generated the most reader comments was, “When you wake do you think it just another boring day or are you full of wonder that we are still alive in this wondrous world?” Here I am on a beautiful day, contemplating …
Sep 04
Day 2 – Houghton to Great Bircham
Nearly all telly programmes start – ludicrously in my view – warning viewers that watching, for example, Putin’s war in ghastly detail involving bombing, death, and rape “might be offensive to some viewers”. What do they expect? Do they think viewers live in a perpetual world of Little Bo Peep and The Sound of Music? …
Sep 03
Day 1 – Swaffham to Houghton
The sun is like a bishop’s bottom: large, shiny and hot, the first continual sun we have seen for months. Lunch in Castle Acre, a gem of a town with a priory, a castle and a grand house lurking somewhere. I see the news is dull, which is good when you think of the miseries …
Sep 02
The Day Before
A Wonderful Beginning Zimbabwe can be summed up in the words that Bill Clinton’s secretary of state, the late Madeleine Albright, once quoted: “God made a wonderful beginning,But man spoiled it all by sinning.We hope that the story will end in God’s glory,But, at the moment, the other side’s winning!” And how! A once wonderful …
Sep 13
Day 14: Runnymede to Walton-on-Thames
The Mystery of Faith Alec Douglas-Home, prime minister from 1963 to 1964, and a devout member of the CoE reticent, was once cornered in a lift by a woman who roared at him, “Have you been saved?” A nervous Douglas-Home said thanks for asking and that he thought he had. “Then why aren’t you leaping …