We've been back for a week, during which we've been doing all the things that hadn't happened in our absence. On Saturday, we (well, frankly Mr L - I have no sense of direction) led a walk from Dunblane, which is a pretty little town where you'd never expect anything dramatic to happen. Horribly, it was the scene of an appalling gun crime in 1996. But happily it's now more famous, in Scotland anyway, as the childhood home of Andy Murray, in whose honour the pillar box is painted gold (for his Olympic gold medal).
It was a fairly easy walk, most of it like this, though there were a few ups and downs (literal ones).
On Sunday we went up to see Son and the Unbloggables. We went for two walks: one in a wood, with bikes,
and the other up the hill near their house. Small Grandson for some reason decided to bring a chair with him and had a bit of a rest from time to time. Good plan. Our walking chums are mostly getting on a bit, like us, and when we stop for lunch and often have to sit on the ground, getting up again isn't so easy as it once was. Maybe we should all carry chairs with us. You think?
A chair is a great idea! I find sitting on the ground uncomfortable too. Getting up can be challenging. I would love to be in a walking group like you are.
ReplyDeleteSensible grandson 😇 A walking stool or shooting stick would fit the bill, though I never quite trust shooting sticks.
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