In which I scale Britain’s third flattest highest point| Walking Away
In which I walk to market to sell my medieval eggs| Walking Away
In which I get hugely excited about a ferry driven by a man who looks like a ghost| Walking Away
In which we explore the surrounding villages and end up celebrating carnival with a vicar and a tombola| Walking Away
In which I hear the ghostly sound of a dial up modem in the woods| Walking Away
In which I mooch about on the shingle looking for atom bombs| Walking Away