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Sep 10
A Great Escape A perfect day’s walking, the sort of day to convince yourself that BREXIT and COVID are an illusion, that reality is to walk in perfect English countryside on a sunny day with friendly people. God is in His heaven: all is right with the world. We zipped through Letcombe Regis and Wantage, …
Sep 09
Got up early after a patchy night to a “dingo’s breakfast”- a fart and a look around. Met up with another excellent chatty group of ZANE donors. One prospective walker got himself hopelessly lost and spent the day playing hide-and-seek trying to find us. Little Shops and Horror Many of the Wallingford shops have closed, …
Sep 08
Very Welcome Guest We were met by a charming group of ZANE donors who cheered up our day.. and it needed cheering up when it was discovered that “we” had left the walking “SATNAV” behind, our lifeline. It consists of a little man on a screen who leaps about indicating which way to turn: without …
Sep 07
Hilly and Milly “If you have been to San Fransico you will know what hills are like.” That sums up today’s walk, and if I can walk up those hills, I can still walk up anything! On the last walk from Canterbury – it seems another era – we started off by walking 4 miles …
Sep 05
Jane and I are all set for our “circular” walk. It’s sad that driver Markus won’t be here –but since we’ll be sleeping in our own beds at home this year, we can’t justify his presence. He will be much missed. As ever, we are walking for Zimbabwe’s poor. This is the eleventh year I’ve …
Sep 11
Home Stretch The last 13 miles at some speed through the outskirts of Oxford via Wallingford. Then to Christ Church via the Iffley Road to be met by a warm welcoming group. Dear Alannah was there to send us on our way from Canterbury at what seems to be a lifetime ago: there she is …
Sep 10
I clambered into a thicket in the deepest wood to, ahem, repair myself. When I emerged I discovered that Jane had gone, vanished, vamoosed into thin air. I shouted to no avail and then discovered that, as usual, I had no idea where I was. Not a clue. There were several tracks all pointing in different directions …
Sep 09
Arrived knackered at the end of a long and fractious day at Mapledurham- a long way from Wokingham! Much of the walk was on cambered roads through the edge of Reading. Anyone who walks seriously will attest how uncomfortable a material camber can be over even short distances. Vast roaring lorries and dozens of mean …
Sep 08
Mugabe I was told it was bad manners to wish anyone dead, but perfectly acceptable to read obituary notices with pleasure. It is in this context I come to the news of Mugabe’s death. He had a choice: either to rule like Nelson Mandela or turn into a tin-pot crook like so many of his …
Sep 07
Fast walking and great progress through unbeaten paths, smothered with nettles and brambles, a symbol of shame of the local authority. No other walkers. The afternoon’s walk was the length of the Wey river, peaceful and lovely with Moses swimming for sticks. Then we skirted Aldershot and walked close to RMA Sandhurst where recently I …