northern pies

Sunday’s walk – walk number three. Yes, I know we missed a day but yesterday was the occasion of The Pieman leading 12 Wolsingham Wayfarer...

I spent most of the morning and into the lunchtime snoozing, watching the street from a bedroom window or murdering a squeaky squirrel who...

Ok, so, I’m taking over the blog for a bit. I’m doing seven walks wot that idiot Mike takes me on every day. He likes to vary them a bit. ...

With incredible generosity and forebearance bordering on recklessness, the Fight Club Hikers were allowed a weekend stay at Callater Lodge...

So, it’s the end of the summer (I should have put “summer” in inverted commas) and, for some reason, probably hidden viscerally deep in my...