Extract from Sunday, 9th August, 1981:

Max found a cattle drinking trough shaped like a Mexican hat & barked at it incessantly.

Extract from Sunday, 16th August, 1981:

George has written a very restrained résumé, considering his choler. Apparently in our planning session in Y ^e Olde White Harte last night I got it all wrong.

A fine sunny morning; The Wild Colonial Glass Smasher, M ² & I drove to Market Deeping and walked to Croyland. We forded the River Welland just below its conflux with the Folly. There is a channel near the right bank which must have been deepened slightly by all the water which has come down Maxey Cut this year. As a result we all got our bottoms wet.

We retired to the Abbey Hostel at Croyland with George's daughter.

George's account omits the details of the operation which actually took place.
1. 3 to M ^kt Deep ^ing, thence to Folly (+ 2 dogs)
2. Concurrently, George to Croyland; thence, via bicycle, to Folly
3. 3 + 4 to Croyland
4. George to M ^kt Deep ^ing via bicycle, collect my car and on to Croyland.

What could be simpler? P.S. George has pulled a muscle, hence the bicycle.

George regained his composure over a pint, having been quite upset by plans going awry earlier in the morning.

A thoroughly enjoyable day - especially for me as a transitory visitor and essentially a spectator of all the heavily involved logistics that seem to be an essential ingredient these days. In the developing world of course, like Korea, the Karibbean and Kanada walking is more for survival and less for simple pleasure.

I hope that on my next return trip logistics is no longer fashionable, and a simple hike from A to B by all is in vogue. I'm really sorry that Harris couldn't be with us this time - mind you, his compass reading attributes might only have added further complication to the day's events.

Extract from Sunday, 23rd August, 1981:

A wonderful sunny day. T.W.C.G.S. with us again:

By courtesy of the Govt. of Trinidad & Tobago, & their procrastination, I've been able to enjoy yet a second lovely walk in this delightful English countryside. Regretfully, the procrastination is not limitless and I fear next Sunday will see us in hotter climes.

Let not this weekly adventure ever fail. My return trips will always include an outing with the Canine Universal Nature Training Society.