I have been walking the walk for a long time now. & instinctively know when I’ve walked roughly 4-5 miles.
I can certainly feel it when the short walk becomes 7 miles. It comes from practice. A lot of my walks are across town, such as: Victoria to Chelsea, Brixton to South Bank, Vauxhall to Blackfriars. Especially in the summer, I tend to walk about a lot. I have now started jogging around Brockwell Park in preparation for a new venture. Walking the walk and talking the talk, is basically just doing it. You don’t need a clock to tell the time and you don’t need an I PHONE to monitor your every move.
Mulling over the quagmire in my mind! Complicated,! Difficult, Complex, Murky,a Mare’s Nest,!
Quaqmire is a new word I have found and I like its various meanings. Walking to Dulwich village recently, with a few predicaments to mull over, I strolled from Kestrel Avenue Herne Hill to Half Moon lane and walked to Dulwich Village, then took a little dive into Belview park. I had a brief look around the grounds surrounding the Picture House Gallery. It’s grand in there and very expensive. I didn’t have the cash or the inclination to go into the Gallery. So carried on mulling things over, a nice gentle stroll back to Brixton.
The previous week I was, in & around town, where I came across a couple of markets in the Victoria/Belgravia area, I wasn’t buying anything – just passing the time while on the way to get my eyes tested, in Victoria.
It is the artist’s nature to demand freedom & to express their inner world; the conflicts, chaos, beauty, and pain. Frida was an exceptionally dynamic and original artist who seems to be increasingly popular, I read a biography about Frida Kahlo many years ago, and felt inspired by her gift for life, despite her many setbacks.
Walking for Charity
It has been on my mind for a long time, and I eventually got round to paying the registration fee and setting up a fundraising page to raise funds for War Child. I hope some of my readers will help spur me on and donate to help me reach the £550 target. Any small amount will help. It is a weekend walk along the Jurassic Coastal Path in Dorset. After discussing it with one of the organisers, I realized I needed to get on this pretty quickly. Although May is a long way, I need to get fit and raise funds. I have started running around Brockwell Park and intend to get fit.
Winter solstice 2018
On December 21/12/2018 I had taken the day off. What a windy but beautiful still day in other ways. I always love walking about pre-Christmas, anticipation in the air, and busy with shoppers. It had been a while since I have been into the West End, and I walked from Green Park to Charing Cross, then down to St James Park over to Victoria and on to Chelsea, then finished at Victoria to take the train back to Herne Hill, and walk home.
While ‘chained to my chair’ at work during a rare quiet period, I came across this article; a subject close to my heart. It really resonated with me. Thinking about leaving the city and just moving on.
It inspires me, particularly as I start to think about fundraising for War Child. This year there have been many setbacks, disappointments, and stupid accidents. I can only go forward, there is no way back, and what’s lost is gone.
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2019
Got a list of walks to do with the South Bank Ramblers this winter season. I’m looking forward to getting out there.
MAY THE ROAD RISE WITH YOU