Just this, really. Just want to go hill walking. Was listening to Clare Balding on radio 4 this avo, that's what's started me off. I don't want to go on my own. I mean I know Libby Dog will be going with me but apart from her I would like some company. A familiar face or two for companionship along the way. As I was making the soup (cauliflower) earlier and listening to Clare I had to think about the last time I went on holiday, on my own, or with anyone, apart from my ageing mother, to Norfolk, twice, is 8 years ago. Eight years!! Derbyshire maybe? Not too far, lots of hills. Scotland? What's stopping me apart from lack of finances is the friend bit. The companion bit. It's not to say I don't know a fair few folk who might well like a holiday too, but whether they'd like to go with me, and whether they like hills, is entirely spurious, dubious, unknowable and definitely uncertain. Ask 'em you cry. Quite so quite so. I plan to. 🙂Some qualms about do