The Brudenell Hotel
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be to keep us spending while cosseted from waking and become disturbed. In a world where we are fortunate to have so much we have now indeed demanded the world to be arranged for us such that it has lost all meaning. Pilgrimages like the one we finish today with their potential hardships offer the potential to enrich the soul and bring meaning into life and the world at
Leaving my cynicism behind I wash and shave for the last time with the ...
... to be shown exactly where the Michael and Mary currents flowed out of the UK and on with their journey around the Earth. Although we have not had time to check the details, we have been led to believe that the lines pass through our own continent at Uluru.
Its about 3.30 when we leave the coast with David taking us to his house in Gorleston for the night. Such is the kindness of people who were strangers at the start of our pilgrimage and who ...
... through it and completing some last minute chores. It’s an hour later by the time we walk down to the river to cross the bridge into a new County, Norfolk, our last frontier. We have a river path to follow. It’s a small path with plenty of green vegetation. Whether it’s the river Waveney at our side or the heavy mist that still hangs over us, but we are quickly transformed by the wetness as our shoes, socks and feet become sodden. What could be more appropriate ...
Beccles is so close to the coast that even if we can't see it we can smell the sea. Yes, it's really looking like we will make the end.
We briefly luxuriate in the comfort of our splendid penthouse room. However, with a few days of blogging to catch up on we don't have the luxury of simply idling the day away or even sight seeing.................
No, we spend the day alternating between blogging in the inspirational setting of this terrific ...
... 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, ...