Sorry it’s been a while since I updated this, but then again I’d like to see any of you write a coherent blog post after plowing a field by hand…
It’s been a lovely couple of weeks working at Emmagården. There’s definitely something to be said for this “good honest work” business, though it doesn’t half knacker you. Lots of digging, weeding, planting, and reading in the sun (Steinbecks Tortilla Flat, well worth a look for anyone interested in a comedic look at the backhanded saintlyness of utter basterds).
However, all good things must come to an end. Back on the road again and, sticking to tradition, the lovely sun of the last week or so has instantly turned to windy drizzle. Still, managed a decent 22 miles yesterday then spent the night learning, the hard way, that putting up my tent slightly wrong will lead to it leaking all over my lovely dry sleeping bag, lovely dry clothes and lovely dry me… Currently sheltering under a motorway bridge with everything hanging up to dry. Oh what a glamorous life I live.
Thank you to everyone who has donated recently, the total is now just shy of £1400, for those of you who haven’t donated yet never fear the link is here
Think we can raise another £100 before I can walk another 100 miles?