i have walked miles and miles and miles
into Kingston, not one jail (yay)
onto Corfe Castle, pretty ruinous
through cow pastures
and cow patties
through sheep pastures
and sheep pies
along the coast
up the ridges
down the ridges
around beautiful coves
through lovely shaded woods
past prickly scrapy thorns
into sleepy seaside towns
and bustling seaside towns
had amazing fish and chips
yummy oysters
prawns (not so much fun peeling and eating those)
beautiful weather
and comfy beds
off to breakfast
and a spin through town,
for an 12mile walk
and to find a printer for my next set of trsin/plane tickets
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