Holiday Inn Norwich City
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... soap which together with a tube of sun protection moisturiser has been my only toiletry throughout the journey. I sigh at the thought of the first of the farewells I will experience today. The shoes will probably have their last outing down the coast today as they really are in a shocking state. We've had to apologise at our B&B's over the last few weeks at the terrible smell we leave behind after our shoes have been locked up in a warm confined space overnight.
... to all the sights and sounds of life around me. Certainly my feet feel the cold dew soaking through my socks, and my legs have received their morning wake up stings from the nettles but my connections go deeper. I stop by a tree, drawn to its beauty and simply gaze into the branches while talking to it. Debby stops a few metres further on to take a photograph and we agree that these stops are not distracting us from our journey but are actually enabling us ...
... a rather elderly man who introduced himself as a Catholic priest (and I saw there was a small golden cross pinned to his lapel). ‘I came to thank you,’ he said. ‘I enjoyed your lecture very much.’ Then he added, ‘I agreed with everything you said.’
I thanked him in turn, but could not help adding, ‘Still, Father, I must admit it surprises me to hear you say you agreed with everything I said. Surely you can’t agree ...
... B..................... and blogging with the caffeine stimulation provided at the Costa coffee outlet.
By 10pm when we arrive back in our room we have the quiet satisfaction of knowing that our pilgrimage record is bang up to date. The only slight worry that I carry into my dreams is that after thirty hours of being balanced upon our hot towel rail and giving off a heady smell that is indescribable in its nauseous aroma, our shoes are still not ...
... at South Elmham. I should have realised that on a day like this and in a part of the country where it is not uncommon to find the land below sea level, walking along a footpath besides a stream was not a wise choice. Very soon we were walking through water up to our ankles which looked like it could be deeper than the stream. Never mind, at least the mud was coming off the shoes!
Shoes, socks, ...