The BBC has a news story about a man who slipped and fell on ice while walking the Pyg Track in Snowdonia. I guess this hilights two things for me. First of all, even if there’s no leader to a group, you stick together. This unfortunate chap fell and, according to the coroner, died on […]
The second Sunday evening on the trot I was relaxing when the pager went off. It’d been a long wekeend anyway because I’d spent it with Sean in Aberystwyth, which is a 2 and a half hour trek up some interesting mid-Wales roads (each way). Details were brief – a young chap, despondent, had disappeared […]