No point complaining
Thursday 1 November, 2018 In many ways, this was a rotten kind of day, but I don’t want to dwell on the terrain or the poor condition of the path. I was warned in...
Author: Chris Bounds
The spare day
Wednesday, 31 October 2018 If I’d thought things through, I would have compressed the St Ive’s stay into one day, not because I dislike the town, but because I realised that I could have...
A prayer at the start of a walk
Thursday 1 November 2018 Thomas Merton: “My Lord God I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will...
Bus-scratch tourism
Tuesday 30 October I never seem to choose the easiest way to get from A to B. I’m sure those closest to me would agree with that, but today took it to the absurd...
And Budleigh is still there
Sunday 28 October, 2018 It was, as I discovered, the end of the season and the cafes and kiosks were opening for the last time. I took the train down to Exmouth, looking at...
The peculiar pilgrimage begins
Monday 29 October, 2018 The morning was spent dashing along Brunels’ remarkable coastal railway. I was scarcely able to believe that the line had survived all these years as this high-speed train was splashed...
My name is Alexander Hamilton (…shot)
Thursday 25 October, 2018 This was our last day together, and we were determined to make the most of all the time we had and crammed everything in. The day started with business as...
Ealing, with just a touch of Broadwayi
Wednesday 24 October, 2018 We’re getting to know Ealing rather well, with a few visits to see Bren and Laura over the years, and today’s expedition to our meeting with Glinys and her colleagues,...
Tuesday: three days in one
Tuesday 23 October 2018 All that really survived from the second half of our plans for this trip was the chance to catch up with some leading educators as part of Paula’s grant from...