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The Streets of Cambridge are Paved with Flowers Literally! I am tickled by the diverse brass flowers that are embedded in to the pavements as I saunter along the ancient streets of this university town. The sun is out and people are strolling, I wander in and out of shops,

Hills Are a Powerful Waste of Sky …or so say the folk of Norfolk, coming as they do from the Fens, and my walk into Cambridge skirting the edge, accompanied by Marion Leeper, transition storyteller, and my host for the next few days, is all about the wide expanse of

I leave Hertford accompanied by Stewart Hillin and Si Brandon as far as the village of Wadesmill. Si, journalist completing his MA from the Unversity of Westminster, has been trying to catch up with me to do a piece of photo journalism since Totnes, but with the exciting event of

Let There Be Car Share in the Town Betwixt Four Rivers (Day 46) May 13th I have a feeling when I awaken that I will stay in Hertford another day, though I can’t say why, other than I seem to have gained a day in my walk from London,

I have a wonderful time in Waltham Abbey; my intuition was spot on. It is 2 in the afternoon when I finally manage to drag myself away and back onto the tow path headed for Hertford. I go to the tourist information and have a lovely time chatting history with