Yesterday I walked to Kingston. Last time I did this I felt I would never walk again but it didn't seem very far this time. I must be improving, although I still walk at the rate of a tired tortoise. I bought a freezer which will be delivered next week. I thought of Arty Antonia and her running the marathon. She told me that after about 19 miles it felt as though someone had given her a fridge to carry, but she did complete the course - no mean feat. I am so glad I didn't have to carry my freezer home or run the marathon.
Seaside today. I will walk the beach - someone turn me round before I get to Portsmouth.
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