Another one from 2018
A gentler walk today, intending to be around 6 miles but working out at nearly 8. Once again I got lost on the way back: once again I failed to understand how this could have happened. Either I took another path which had vanished by the time I came back, or I’d failed to notice a long row of houses and a large pub. Now call me unobservant if you will, but if there’s one thing I notice it’s pubs. Because I like pubs. I’m interested in pubs. I like to take a look at them and see what sort of pub they are; whether they’re likely to do good beer and have a good atmosphere and so on. And it turned out that, my phone having died and the map being rather too small-scale to provide the requisite detail, I entered said pub and asked if they knew where…
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Sarada Gray 