Monday, March 26, 2007

Never leave home without a sandwich

Jen and I went for a walk on Saturday. It was meant to be a leisurely stroll along a tiny stretch of the gower Peninsula. We got lost. It became a monster marathon without end. Foolishly we'd not packed any food for the journey. I now realise that being lost and hungry can bring with it a frightening sense of apathy for one's safety. "I'm lost and I don't care". In our weakened state we eventually asked for directions and struck out for home. It took ages. We argued. We now ache.

It was amazingly good fun.