Author's posts

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 …

Continue reading

Day 8: Sandhurst to Weir Green

Today’s walk was the worst by far: a boring landscape, overgrown paths, and we often walked beside the river that stank like a monkey’s latrine. The management of those responsible for this disaster should be made to pay for the damage they have done and the disposal of the sewage they have poured in the …

Continue reading

Day 7: Tewkesbury to Sandhurst

We are standing on the shoulders of giants. Requiem for an Admiral We passed a memorial to Admiral Hopwood. No one has ever heard of him but now you know that he risked his life for his country through all the naval engagements of WW1. He is one of the twelve million servicemen who ran …

Continue reading

Day 6: Rest Day

A couple of years ago and on a walk I banged on about the hordes of miserable looking couples who sit in total silence simply staring at the floor. Most are vast in bulk and potential incubators of diabetes, heart conditions, cancers and worse. Some are smoking and look as fit as a diesel dumper …

Continue reading

Day 5: Upton upon Severn to Tewkesbury

We started walking down a road. I dislike and fear roads in equal measure. In fact, I have lost my nerve. Whatever care we take, there will always be some moron in a scarlet Mercedes wearing a reverse baseball hat, cutting a corner and giving us the finger. And look at the death of Stephen …

Continue reading

Day 4: Clifton to Upton upon Severn

Another beautiful walk that makes me realise how stupid we are to travel abroad when there is so much pleasure to be enjoyed here in the UK without having to endure the miseries of airports and the costs of foreign travel. As a Doge of Venice exclaimed: “Why should I travel when I have already arrived?” …

Continue reading

Day 3: Grimley to Clifton

All going fine for three miles and then bang! We are faced with a vast barbed wire fence bang across our path of a height The Donald himself would be proud of. There are no warning signs, just sod off return to go with no £200.00. There is nothing to be done; we couldn’t even …

Continue reading

Day 2: Stourport-on-Severn to Grimley

Another perfect walking day overhang by clouds that look like an old tramp’s vest. The Worcester authorities should be ashamed of their neglected paths that makes walking a misery. I remember US billionaire Michael Bloomberg’s advice to all those over seventy: “always hang onto bannisters” and so Jane and I I clutch everything we can …

Continue reading

Day 1: Upper Arley to Stourport-on-Severn

A perfect day for walking; not hot, lightly clouded and a gentle breeze,  sparkling rivers marching by our side keeping us on track;  we both feel fine as we swing along: a couple of good friends are walking with us who who don’t talk too much and keep us happy company. We lunched in Bewdley, …

Continue reading

The Day Before

FOMO For years, I was plagued by FOMO – the “Fear of Missing Out”. Somewhere, someone was having a better time than I was – and I desperately minded! Now I know this is total rubbish. It really doesn’t matter a jot what so-called fun everyone else is having – why on earth did I …

Continue reading