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The Kingmaker Has Chosen (Day 45) May 12th

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

Oak before Ash and We’re in for a Splash (Day 44) May 11th

Hannah and I set out from Belsize Park and head out across Hampstead Heath. Overall, I decide I rather like NW London; it is people sized for the most part, its villageness still distinct in many places. I am about to be very impressed with Hampstead village and turn back

Scenes from London (Days 42-43) May 9th-10th

For the first time in my life I spend a couple of days in London without feeling desperate to get out. Of course I am well aware this has probably a lot to do with the fact that I know I am moving on; that I am mistress of my

Through The Place They Call London with Joy in My Heart (Day 41) May 8th

Over breakfast Lucy shares two things with me; her own tale of a transitional walk she did that brings tears to both our eyes, and a poem which tells of choosing to walk with joy in the heart and crossing stiles easily. I leave the bottle of organic wine called

It’s a Muddle in the Middle (day 40) May 7th

I sleep till gone 10 – it seems to be a pattern of mine that the first night in an urban setting knocks me out in a sort of stupor. I check my emails for urgent updates and Yahoo informs me we have a hung parliament! A historic moment. It feels

The Thames Downs Link and the A3 (Day 39) May 6th

I am astonished as I leave Dorking on the Thames Down Link to walk through, and spend the entire day walking though beautiful countryside. All my assumptions about these places that have hitherto been simply place names around and about London have been challenged and blown apart. I am delighted.

Mary, John, Michael, and Thomas (Day 38) May 5th

I have had such a good day that though my feet are travel weary and dusty I feel wonderful, energised; glad to be alive. SW Surrey is a lovely balmy kind of place; its atmosphere is soft, welcoming, calm and content. I wake in the 500 year old house on