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Continue reading →: Day 6 on the Thames Path: Tower Bridge to Canary Wharf – Mission accomplished
Rather than give up on my exercise regime during Lockdown #2 (a mistake I made during Lockdown #1), I resolved to walk the Thames Path in sections from Hampton Court to Canary Wharf. Walking is less efficient as exercise than swimming. According to my tracker, today's walk burned only the…
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Continue reading →: Day 5 on the Thames Path: Vauxhall Bridge to Tower Bridge
This is one of the shortest sections of my planned walk, but richest in photo-opportunities. From the MI6 Building to the Houses of Parliament, Lambeth Palace, the more famous bridges, City Hall and (more poignant to me) the various buildings I worked on when I was a young property lawyer.…
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Continue reading →: Day 4 on the Thames Path – Putney Bridge to Vauxhall Bridge
I took a couple of days to let my damaged feet heal. Then I took another couple because Mrs P the II and I embarked upon a project at home that provided plenty of exercise! Today we took to the path again, this time on the North Bank. Returning to…
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Continue reading →: Day 3 on the Thames Path: Kew Bridge to Putney Bridge
Kew Bridge is close to home. I crossed the bridge to the steps I ascended, exhausted, at the end of Monday’s walk and set off. I’ve spent a lot of time on this section of the Thames near my home in Chiswick, but never on the opposite bank. The guide…
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Continue reading →: Day 2 on the Thames Path
I was quite proud of yesterday’s effort but before I could blog about it received an email of encouragement from a long-time reader who told me he’d had a similar idea for lockdown and had walked the South Downs Way from Eastbourne to Winchester. That’s eighty-four miles and he did…
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Continue reading →: Thames Path Day #1
During the last lockdown, I gained four kilos. After my heroic efforts losing forty kilos in 2018, I wasn't happy about that. As soon as my health club reopened I stepped up my exercise programme to three hours swimming per week on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and got my weight…
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Continue reading →: My political journey
I grew up around clandestine Conservatives behind Labour lines in the North. The North-East of Wales to be precise, but the border was in sight and our TV came from Manchester. My family were old-fashioned Tories; God, Queen, Country and leave business alone (except when it’s foreign and shouldn’t be…
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Continue reading →: An hour well spent
I don't normally go for podcasts, as I can take in information faster by reading and don't spend much time in traffic these days. This however, is worth your time. My last post was, I confess, a bit defeatist. I certainly felt defeated. Douglas Murray does not. On the contrary…
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Continue reading →: A disappointed idealist speaks
The Misses Paine once said "Dad is not a cynic. He's a disappointed idealist." This may be so. Equally, it could be said that a man who reaches his 60s without becoming somewhat cynical has simply not been paying attention. There are some things in Britain I can still trust.…
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Continue reading →: Pandemic, or catastrophic government failure?
This is one Australian journalist’s take on the situation in his home state of Victoria. It’s the kind of voice I grew up with; thoughtful and robustly sceptical. It’s the kind of voice that belongs to, nay is essential to, nay forms a free society. It’s the kind of…








They are servants. Just not of the public. He gets a full pension because he did his job for his…