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I awake according to my custom before 5am:
Seagulls circling early,
"Come join us".
It's a rest day and we take the time to farewell Ed onto the London train and focus on preparing ourselves for the next stage of this adventure.
Here we are in Doc Martyn's village of Pt Isaac. This is such a picturesque village and it holds fond memories for us as we spent some time here 9 years ago with Emily & Oscar (,who was 2 at the time.)
Special significance was that the RNLI took Mandy's fathers ashes out to sea & scattered them as they did a circle around them & lit a flare in celebration of his commitment to the RNLI. It was a moving tribute to a great man.
So we have been back to that spot ...
... by the physical challenge and know I’ve got to stop this after today. I begin to get a real insight into just how frustrating and annoying this must be for Debby who has risen to the challenge but is also being called on to go too far. By the time she stumbles off a curb and falls down while crossing the busy A390 I feel wretched at the state she’s in. I know we’re very close to St. Austell now but there is a small ...
... the road to Ruan. Don't worry it was the road to Ruan Lanihorne! We had another lovely experience while stopping on a green verge at the entrance to a tiny hamlet, we spread out our simple feast, considering ourselves fortunate to have found this quiet lonely spot. However we slowly became aware that the twitterings, scratching and rumblings from the hedgerow that we had company at our meal table. As I stretched out my bare legs I realised I ...
... of continuity that is inspiring. Standing in the twilight at a place where the spirit is strong there is a recognition that in the end, time is like a spiral where places once central to more perceptive minds are revisited, drawing us to them by a power we hardly understand. Yet there is an impression that the secrets contained within them are ready to be revealed, as if the memories of a world that is barely imaginable today are slowly ...