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... high field of nettles I had to put something on and these were the first things that came to hand.
A short jaunt up the road is barely long enough for us to regale one another with stories of our bravery. A convenient screen is drawn over the map reading error which must be laid at my door. Its nearly 2 o'clock when we reunite with David at the Burgate Church. David tells us that he has dowsed and confirms the Mary current comes in and moves through the tower ...
... to eat there. Debby and I have both learned by now that ancient wisdom that if you can’t say something good, then it’s better to say nothing at all. As my knife cut through the double or was it triple cooked layers of batter I knew I would be saying nothing.
Our pedometer revealed the total kilometres for the day amounted to 23kms and the good news is that Debby arrived in good shape and looks set to be able to finish our pilgrimage by my side.
... particularly appropriate chant, Shraddha suktam.
Before saying goodbye to David and Ann, we had developed a walking itinerary for the next 8 days which should see us complete our pilgrimage into Hopton-on-Sea on the Norfolk coast next Thursday afternoon. Its an exciting prospect, made all the more so, because Debby says her feet are now feeling wonderful after 6 days rest and some treatments. Wish us luck and watch this space for the finale.
... You are going to have to sacrifice and live a poorer life. You are too selfish. Your life is too good.' "
I have no doubt he is correct in this assertion and I readily recognise that this is often an issue that trips me up. However, I go on to read another couple of passages from favourite authors which give me hope I will have the strength and wisdom to remember his advice:
"Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth, finds reserves of ...
... is a mystery to us. Despite the best of intentions Debby leaves me to work alone on the blog at 10pm and it is past midnight before I turn off the dreaded machine. Gazing up at the ceiling, flat on my back in bed, seeing spirals before my eyeballs, I wonder whether this is some new earth energy lines that have taken me over. Sleep does not come easily but eventually I do black out. Thank heavens there are two more rest days to recover from this.