Navel gazing

I’m afraid I must indulge in that most terrible of things, a blog post about blogging. Having had to think about why I joined OH on hist first little stroll and why I continued almost on my own the other day I also started to think about why I’m writing here and what I want to achieve with both of them if anything. +1-1

You’ll never walk alone

So yesterday being the 5th of November, or if you prefer Traitors day, I toddled down to a certain central London public house along with two friends who’d come down from up north to join like minded people to go for a little walk as I’d done on previous years. So having seated ourselves with a small beer we proceeded to wait with the expectation of other people turning up, a mask casually lying in front of us to help with recognition. The weather outside being inclement we suspected that it might be a low turn out, but midday came … Continue reading

Strolling season approaches

It’s that time of year again, when the leaves are turning golden, soft golden sun washes across meadows glad in the wisps of morning mists. In such a season what could be better than to go for a gentle stroll with other like minded people? Of course those that have never joined in on such a pleasant perambulation, accuse a group of masked anonymous individuals of self aggrandizement (presumably because of our boasts of going for little walks in the vaunted halls of the blogosphere). They also say we’re not actually doing anything, presumably because they believe we’re not achieving … Continue reading