I have finished reading The Old Ways which I thoroughly enjoyed, though I had hoped for less Scotland and at least some Wales. George Borrow's walk from Cambridge to St Davids was mentioned in pilgrim passing. Like the Floosie I was most entranced with the path across the sea when the tide is out, having risked similar (but far shorter) forays with the ever present dread that the tide will suddenly turn and the sea come rushing in. I should have greater faith in the moon. And not think of tsunamis. I had never really thought before about the situation in Palestine where you can't safely wander, always being under suspicion from the Palestinians and the Israelis. What an awful way to live.
Today is the day the librarian forecast for Saturday - grey and raining. I have taken advantage of it to read Agatha Christie's Ordeal By Innocence. Something about it didn't ring true when I watched it on television a cuppla weeks ago, so I had to get the book. Well! Totally different murderer! Definitely requires further investigation.