Believe it or not, this post is actually a return to my walk training (17 days to go & counting!). But after the last couple of posts celebrating Bowie week, I thought I’d start off by tipping my hat to Lou Reed as well with this picture, which presented itself a few hours after my … Continue reading
And it had all been going so well. Apart from the brief hiatus in my training schedule caused by lack of liquid refreshment mentioned in an earlier post, I was beginning to feel pretty confident about my upcoming walking challenge. My new walking boots were wearing in nicely, I’d been letting my body slowly acclimatise … Continue reading
It seems as though the idea of starting off my walks in unpromising locations is already becoming something of a theme; last time, a supermarket lift, this time the decidedly downmarket end of Hastings, the East Sussex coastal town of such historic note. Perhaps there’s some kind of subliminal self-defense mechanism going on in the … Continue reading
Whilst I’d love to lay claim to having come up with the title of this post, I’m afraid all credit must go to the authors of the excellent Cheeky Guides – and in this case, the gem that is Cheeky Walks in Brighton & Sussex – which I was lucky enough to stumble across in … Continue reading
OK, you got me. This photograph has got nothing to do with Spain. And it’s completely unrelated to walking. Unless you’ve got a Messiah complex. But I did take it today, and this is where the story starts. Brighton, my home town for the last 7 years, is feeling distinctly soggy as the UK emerges … Continue reading