Author Archives: Kath

We stopped off each night in many ancient oak-beamed Sussex pubs. Hence: “When I’m in Heaven, Tell me there’ll be friends to meet, In ancient oak-beamed Sussex pubs, Enfolded by the wanton Downs, And summer evenings lapping lazily against the … Continue reading →

For much of Friday this was our view up on the downs. Weird to be in a world of such limited view and to slog onwards. And with many songs in our heads about walking on and misty mountains here’s … Continue reading →

“Red: [narrating] I find I’m so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey … Continue reading →

“The Buttermere Valley is robbed of winter sunshine by a rugged mountain wall exceeding two thousand feet in height and of unusual steepness, it’s serrated skyline seeming almost to threaten the green fields and dark lake and homesteads far below … Continue reading →

Lou: “Kath- what’s the best thing about being a Christian?” Long Pause Kath- “1. Knowing there is meaning and purpose in this fucked up world. 2. Being loved with the most stubborn, patient, crazy love in the world, just cos … Continue reading →