I traditionally save myself just enough annual leave to take a little time off after the Christmas mayhem has subsided, though most years I seem to fritter it away, in a state of exhaustion, achieving very little of any consequence. When I submitted my holiday request several months ago, the earliest post-festivities period available to me this year was the second week of February and to ensure that I didn't waste all of it, I took the opportunity to book a 48 hour stay in an Airbnb on the North Norfolk coast, planning to get some walking done. I'd mapped out a couple of routes ahead of time to give myself some choices, but ultimately the weather had other ideas. Following such a long spell of consistent rain, any thoughts of walking across country were out of the question and I was forced to stick to mostly hard surfaces. I put some miles into my legs though and it was good to get away, even if every item of clothing I took with me was soggy by the time I came home!
It's hard to believe that 'Under Heavy Manners' by the mighty Prince Far I is half a century old this year, though age has not withered its crackling intensity one jot. The appropriately titled 'Rain a Fall' opens the album. The Voice of Thunder was just 38 years old when he was murdered during a burglary at his home in 1983.
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When I was little that path in the woods would have been ideal puddle-jumping conditions.
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