I slept badly that night, the hours passed filled with deep dark dreams, nightmare with consequences; all drive by the coming weekend, well Saturday evening really. I woke at four and five and seven and by nine I finally gave up trying to sleep. I have an afternoon appointment but nothing else to do work wise for the day. I somehow muddle through the appointment and keep the client happy, but my thoughts never really leave the letter and its contents, still sitting next to the dreaded box on my kitchen table.
Saturday morning arrives and still I have had little restful sleep. I am going to be knackered before my challenge or discipline even begins.
Lou and I liked walking together; we have walked all over the counties of Britain at various times. Ten miles from our home is a woodland par
