My Wicken walkers
One of the lovely sights in Wicken

I’m going to put my walking boots on shortly and feel the fresh air on my face. Blogging is bad for a girl’s complexion, and all that sitting in front of a screen doesn’t help to preserve a shapely posterior either.

So I am shortly heading off for an invigorating weekend of country walks, fresh air and sunshine, maybe some swimming and sailing too, in the neighbouring county of Suffolk. I shall be staying in Aldeburgh with friends and it will be my first blog-free weekend since I started in February.

I managed to get some practise in last night by leading a walk around Wicken Fen for my local Ramblers. I was amazed to see 23 eager beavers turn up, all salt of the earth types – and I was very gentle with them.

Thanks Liz for helping with the navigating, I left my glasses behind and could not read the directions. I’m pretty hopeless with a map, as anyone who knows me will vouch.