A Ramble

Hope and I went for a walk in the Dukes Pass. Great to spend 4 hours doing some walking and chatting. Amazing to think that it's over 40 years since I lived in Aberfoyle (one of our five temporary houses during term times), and that although I was sure I'd told Hope all about that time, it seemed news to her. I guess the idea that her grandpa Diz, just out of hospital and a frail 85, used to sail and make paths up hills, seemed like a fairytale.