lunch boxes: Raymond: Un-iced fruitcake, (sweetened black) tea. Malcolm: Pork & Turkey sandwich, tea. Mike: Chicken wrap, fruit pot yoghurt (raspberry), tea. Nick: Scotch egg, camembert & blueberry sandwich, tea.
55.145° N 1.912° W The distant bleed of hills become cloud-head. the middle ground, iced-water, blurs, becomes glass-eye, blind. Echoes of Jericho: horn blast! There is snow on the highbrow, roadkill show. He tells the tale of a lucid Bigfoot hunter, camped at Powburn, striking bark, shaking trees of leaves in early autumn. Stack. … Continue reading Five Miles of South Middleton (30/01/19)
'An easy to moderate climb', the guidebook promises. But, halfway up Catbells' spine, she turns to me and says, "I can't carry on anymore." We had followed in footprints of dead Roman legions. I'd even seen her walking on her hands on Tynemouth beaches. But, she can't carry on anymore. We covered … Continue reading An Easy To Moderate Climb.
