Quack and goodnight!
Zzzzzzzzzzzz.
Will Gary and Graham survive this perilous ordeal in search of the infamous “cuddy ducks” of St. Cuthbert or will they become trapped, like disoriented badgers in the pub?? Who can say? Stay tuned for hilarious pictures of Graham falling off things and Gary wading knee deep in cow muck!
Quack and goodnight!
Zzzzzzzzzzzz.
We're now on another bus to somewhere called Seahouses,which if my powers of deduction are correct will fearure houses by the sea. Tommorow the holy island at any cost!
We took shelter in the Blair witch forest in the photo but only until we heard the basnhees,which turned out after some investigaton to be some fellow 'cuhbert wayers' with plastic bags on their heads (tis the fashion in these parts)-the rest of the day involved getting very wet and walking up hills in the sleet covered in sheep poo, perhaps not the ideal day but you do get a sense of 'holier than thou' when you get to your destination - and the only thing lost in the last 24 hours is a football match against Wigan. Shoody shoody shoody.
Tommorows highlights include mountains and most probably rain, Onward!
We took shelter in the Blair witch forest in the photo but only until we heard the basnhees,which turned out after some investigaton to be some fellow 'cuhbert wayers' with plastic bags on their heads (tis the fashion in these parts)-the rest of the day involved getting very wet and walking up hills in the sleet covered in sheep poo, perhaps not the ideal day but you do get a sense of 'holier than thou' when you get to your destination - and the only thing lost in the last 24 hours is a football match against Wigan. Shoody shoody shoody.
Tommorows highlights include mountains and most probably rain, Onward!