After a very busy week – me with our lovely grandchildren, and David working until the 11th hour – we set off on our adventure.

I had packed our rucksacks way in advance, weighing items as we debated how to cut back on weight. When David announced that he was shaving off his beard to save weight, I was bemused – until he patiently explained that carrying disposable razors would be preferable to packing an electric beard trimmer!

We were pleasantly surprised at the efficiency of Great Western Railways, with an uneventful journey from Southampton to Penzance. We took a taxi to Lands End, and had a rather pessimistic taxi driver, who informed us of all the pitfalls we could encounter on our Long Walk, and he expressed doubt that we would make it all the way at our great age, saying not to worry – we could always come back next year to continue the route!

We had a free upgrade at the Lands End Hotel, with a panoramic sea view. By the time we arrived it was sunny and we had a stroll and took photos, in case tomorrow’s weather will be as bad as forecast!

A backward Glance

Helen kindly collected us, dragging me from the computer kicking and screaming. Delivered us at platform 4 side of Southampton Central creating quite a fuss because it’s not allowed! You wouldn’t think her a criminal if you met her, which only shows, you never know. Thanks Helen, we won’t tell anyone.

Good train journey to Penzance, then an interesting taxi ride to Lands End Hotel.

Our taxi driver felt obliged to inform us of the impossibility of our quest and the inevitability of failure, granting us the benefit of his greater wisdom throughout the entire trip. What he didn’t realise was the obstinacy of some O.A.P’s, so would not know that they’re completely impervious to criticism, flattery or negative advice, stubborn, annoying and whose stupidity is understandably mocked by some but strangely loved by others. Regarding success or failure, those two imposters (both liars and cheats) have never been the company sought or tolerated by either of us.

I tried to imagine the kind of advice our driver would have given ‘Eddie the Eagle’ on his way to Calgary, someone whose name I proudly share and who defines the very qualities I admire most. After Mr Health and Safety giving us his advice I gave him his tip, both received with equal nonchalance.