A little mother daughter bonding – first published 11 September 2013

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It’s no secret that I’d have liked a daughter. Don’t get me wrong, I love my three boys to bits but, it would have been lovely to have a girl. Now I have a daughter in law and on 11 September 2013 we went for a little walk. When I say little, I meant about fourteen and a half miles. In my defence, she did know what she was getting into. Continue reading A little mother daughter bonding – first published 11 September 2013

an evening walk and a farewell party

Heading for Monks Brook Meadows
Heading for Monks Brook Meadows

26 June 2015

The bad week ended with a walk. Part of our farewell for the RCSM was a meal at Ham Farm. As the team wouldn’t be getting there until half past seven and it didn’t seem worth going home at five just to go out again, I decided to walk there from work. With my head still full of images of gunmen on Tunisian beaches, I left the office and set off. Originally Id planned to walk across Cobden Bridge towards the Navigation but it was a sultry evening, hot and thundery with a chance of rain so I thought it wasn’t the best of plans. Continue reading an evening walk and a farewell party

eighteen miles, snow and horses in pyjamas again – first published 22 February 2013

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February 2013 was coming to an end, leaving me just over two months before the Moonwalk. Now the long walks were getting tougher and the cold weather wasn’t helping. To avoid getting lost on a long cold walk I went back to basics and a route I knew inside out and back to front. Familiar doesn’t necessarily mean uneventful though… Continue reading eighteen miles, snow and horses in pyjamas again – first published 22 February 2013

Walking when you don’t really want to walk – first published 27 January 2013

Chalk Hill
Chalk Hill

The long walks of the Moonwalk training weren’t always easy. In fact there were times when I really didn’t feel like walking at all. Mostly though I overcame this obstacle and got out pounding the pavements despite the inner voice saying stay at home. Sometimes it took a supreme effort of will to get out and keep going. Training for a marathon, even if it’s a walking marathon, is a tough lonely business. The last walk of January 2013 was one of those times.

Continue reading Walking when you don’t really want to walk – first published 27 January 2013