How do I get out of here?

Universal Boatyard
Universal Boatyard

4 November 2014

So there I was in Universal Boatyard surrounded by boats on dry land and lots of shipwrights looking askance at me. Uncomfortable didn’t even begin to describe it. According to my pre-walk reading I was supposed to go to the right of the boatyard but there didn’t seem to be a path to the right. I walked this way and that, trying not to look too lost or too suspicious but all I could see were dead ends and boats. Continue reading How do I get out of here?

Two buses, a little pink ferry and a pair of soggy feet

Bus stop number one
Bus stop number one

4 November 2014

The start to my Tuesday adventure was cold and earlier than I’d have liked on my day off because it relied heavily on public transport. Still, the sky was blue. A march up the Big Hill with puffs of breath hanging white in the air warmed me up and took me to bus stop number one. The bus was on time and I found myself in Woolston with a twenty five minute wait for the next bus. The cold was making my head ache and my walking boots felt unfamiliar on my feet after months of wearing Skechers but I had the feeling I was going to need something waterproof and sturdy. Continue reading Two buses, a little pink ferry and a pair of soggy feet

A day of last ever’s – first published 3 August 2012

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From the get go Mad House had been my job nightmare. Incessant phone calls, a total lack of control over every little thing, people shouting in my ear, targets I had no hope of hitting and having to sell things I didn’t believe in to people who didn’t want them. Not a lot to like really. Because of the holiday I booked before the redundancy announcement I was leaving a week before everyone else. You’d have thought my last day would be a joyous occasion, filled with laughter. It didn’t quite turn out like that… Continue reading A day of last ever’s – first published 3 August 2012

Echoes, ripples and connecting circles

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2 November 2014

This weekend was supposed to be the Walking Is Exercise Too! November walk. There were big plans for lots of miles. When I woke to the sound of rain dashing against the window and howling wind I revised them. There is only so much water a girl can take after all. After a lot of head scratching and some googling I decided to visit two local places that complete the circle of last weekend’s walk. Continue reading Echoes, ripples and connecting circles

October’s coastal walking miles

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So October is over and it’s time to look back and tot up the miles for the month. How did I do? Did the wet and chilly weather, the hacked blog episode and extra hours at work scupper the hundred miles a month for the first time this year or did I scrape through by the skin of my teeth again? Am I still virtually in Yorkshire or have I crossed the border into Durham? Continue reading October’s coastal walking miles

Soaking wet with a chance of sun

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29 October – 1 November 2014

The beautiful weather of Monday was a happy fluke, laid on, it seemed, for the scattering of Commando Senior’s ashes. Not that I’d have had it any other way. Tuesday was dismal and my normal walk was cancelled due to the need to go to the Apple Shop to get my Fuelband replaced. On Monday evening the button suddenly stopped working and a bit of judicial Googling told me this was a common problem. Thankfully the wonderful Apple people replaced it without question. Hopefully it won’t happen again but it does mean I’m not entirely sure of my miles for Tuesday. Continue reading Soaking wet with a chance of sun

One hundred miles a month catch up – from the archives March to September

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At the end March I started to wonder exactly where the one hundred miles a month I’d been walking since January would have taken me if I’d walked them for real. To find out I plotted them on WalkJogRun as if I was really walking and the route I chose was around the coast of Great Britain. Every month since I’ve plotted my miles and posted a little about where I’d got to. The following are the highlights of the year so far. Continue reading One hundred miles a month catch up – from the archives March to September

Commando Senior’s last flight

Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire - from Geograph.org by Colin Smith
Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire – from Geograph.org by Colin Smith

27 October 2014

On Monday morning instead of my normal driving lesson we were taking a trip to Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire. This little village on the northern outskirts of Winchester is the most difficult place on earth to actually find. The number of hours I’ve driven around in circles not finding it doesn’t bear thinking about. Continue reading Commando Senior’s last flight

Climbing, Skimming, scattering – first published 1 September 2013

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It’s funny how history repeats itself. Just over two years ago we were scattering my lovely Mother In Law’s ashes on the little garden of her holiday home at Lulworth cove. This week we were doing the same thing in a different way with Commando Senior’s ashes. It’s not an enviable task but one we will all probably have to be involved in at some point in our lives and it has a beauty and serenity to it. Continue reading Climbing, Skimming, scattering – first published 1 September 2013

Southampton’s medieval walls, Western Esplanade to Friars Gate

Part two
Part two

26 October 2014

On a whim I decided to descend the Forty Steps to Western Esplande, leaving the medieval town. At street level the height of The walls and towers can be truly appreciated. Behind, the tower of WestQuay echoes them. Looking up, I see the machicolations where stones or boiling oil could be dropped on would be invaders and ivy leaved toadflax has made a home between the stones. Continue reading Southampton’s medieval walls, Western Esplanade to Friars Gate