25th June - from Mike

Hi. I collected Womble yesterday at 5pm. You can imagine how bad things must have been if she'd stopped at a "Harvester". She struggled to walk even a few yards to the car. The ambulance crew had bound her feet up, but they were pretty bad.

We spent the evening drowning our sorrows in the pub that she was booked to spend the night at. (Well, at the attached B+B). It was clear, I think, that 36 hours of rest was not going to fix it. The plan had to change.

But what to have as a new objective? Hitchhike to JOG? Drink in every county between here and JOG? Pick up all the litter between here and JOG?

The plan currently is to complete the journey, but for the next few days at least, to make use of public transport. Maybe get back to walking as and when the feet recover. With this plan, at least, she can use the accommodation that she's booked. I'll rejoin her on Saturday.

Now I have to go back to work and explain why I disappeared suddenly in the middle of Wednesday....