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Home to Edinburgh, Edinburgh to Newcastle – Hadrian’s Wall day one
But the adventure didn't really start until Edinburgh station – Handsome made me stand at the wrong end of the platform so we had to leg it past all the carriages to the other end of the train. It was … Continue reading
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Rebooting
It's been an odd sort of summer – disjointed and fractured – kids and Handsome all over the place! I got a bit tired and dispirited before my holidays, and I didn't feel like writing much, but now I am … Continue reading
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Wooler to Fenwick
We were followed out of Wooler by yet more jets. I've seen (and heard) so many now that I can actually work out where they are in the sky from the noise – a completely useless skill but one that … Continue reading
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Kirk Yetholm to Wooler
Today was the day of the low flying jets: we must have seen about ten of them all somewhat closer than felt safe, although Handsome assures me that they have to be at least 500 feet above sea level – … Continue reading
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Morebattle to Kirk Yetholm
You could see for miles Straight out after breakfast this morning, and then up Wideopen Hill (great name). it was a lovely walk up to the top of the hill, which is also the halfway point of the whole walk. … Continue reading
Harestanes to Morebattle
The weather forecast for today was absolutely dismal – torrential rain all day, 4mm predicted where we were walking – so we were sorted this morning, with all the waterproof gear ready. Over breakfast (salmon and cherry tomato fritata – … Continue reading
Melrose to Harestanes
The start – Melrose We started our adventure (as Handsome insists on calling it) from Melrose this morning – Mama and Papa ran us down last night. Handsome alarmed me last night by pointing out that the 20km that I … Continue reading
cycling in the park
We took the bikes down to Windsor Great Park this morning (recommended by A, and definitely a good call). Managed to find several entrances, after we'd negotiated the appalling traffic through Windsor and Eton, but none of them had any … Continue reading
Stoneheart day
Today was our big day out in London – the train service from A&J's is regular and easy and only takes about thirty minutes, so we left straight after breakfast. Our plans were mostly vague with some specifics – Mouse … Continue reading
sculpture parks and traveling randomly
Left after breakfast this morning with lots of snotty kisses from Cutesocks. He even climbed into the front seat of the car in an attempt to kiss Mouse goodbye, but Mouse was having none of it. Fourteen-year-olds don't do kisses, … Continue reading
