Tuesday: Phrightening Pheasant

Comfy couch after a glass of red and cold lamb and mashed potatoes, sticky out bit south of London, UK

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Today required a bit of attention to an editor and publisher who are expecting work at various points. The problem with working while you travel is that you have to work while you travel. The good bit is that you have work which you can do while you travel. The bad bit is that you have to do it.

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An orienting wander into the village on my own for a cuppa and lunch despite the cafe proprietor’s reluctance to let me order Earl Grey Tea considering my North American accent was followed by a trip home to regroup and a setting forth again to follow one of a number of circular walks described on cards of different colours.

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Various pheasants and I startle each other. They will be getting more startled when the shooting season starts. I’m glad to be wearing blue. Public Footpaths take me over stiles and across a newly ploughed field which makes me also glad that I checked with my friend whether farmers tend to shoot walkers. ( Farmers are obliged to reinstate public footpaths across their fields after ploughing / harvesting / whatevering )

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The leaves are beginning to turn, the air is cool and in the evenings is laden with fog and woodsmoke; geese flew over in formation yesterday. A biplane and a helicopter flew over today.




Tomorrow I plan the last leg of this wonderful trip, i.e., what socks I need for Singapore.