Good Friday, and I realised that the remote for the telly I dropped off today still had the batteries in it and they had dissolved. No life out of it at all. I’m hoping the problem lies with the remote control and not the tv set. I couldn’t switch it on even though the red light was showing. There’s a new control ordered on Amazon and I’ll be back to my friend’s place on Saturday or Sunday to see if that fixes it. Bum.
I thought my friend was teetotal these days so was disappointed to see that they’ve fallen off the wagon. Afternoon pint was almost impossible to refuse especially considering my proclivities and the fact that the weather is attempting to be spring. I managed just a single before heading to Richmond Park for a yomp, and a good walk easily counters the sluggishness.
It’s a proper body of land, Richmond Park. One of those places that we can thank the monarchy for, as I suspect it is their ownership of it that stops the plastic humans from putting buy to let flats on it. If there’s ever a populist movement to chuck out the monarchy and it gains traction you can be sure it’s because these pencil pushers who inhale when they’re laughing are after the incredible chases and deer runs we still have, to turn them into plastic. The narrative will be about tax money paid to them or other such things overlooking how our weird old institutions are the only thing keeping tourists coming to our failed state despite the added red tape we voted for cus we hate people who don’t look like us. The reality will be a land grab.
Tanya and I pushed out through the sludge and it made me think about Kumano Kodo at this time of year and the fact that it looks like it is basically a conveyor belt of men with cameras called Hubert Geschnaffelton V. It has been snowy there. Will it still be slippery? I’d best pack rainproof. My walking boots will stop me slipping off the edge, and even though Hubert has someone driving his luggage to the spa he’s staying in, if he can make it, I can make it blindfold.
Still I’m starting to pack my bags. This is unheard of for the normal version of me but I’m determined to prove all the internetties wrong as they tell me my itinerary is not possible because I’m not booking through an official tour group etc.
Nice evening yomp today with willing and swift company. I’m gonna aim for Box Hill on Sunday. Still not a hard walk but I’m building up gradually.
AlBarclay 