A glorious family walk in the Forest of Dean yesterday. We did the Lower Soudley and Soudley Ponds Circular. Pretty painful carrying young un up steep banks with already blistered feet, but it was worth it for the views.

On Friday, the Midlife Crisis Walking Club completed a 22.5 mile walk from Ledbury to Worcester, including the Ledmal 3 route from @slowwaysuk.bsky.social and the St Wulfstan Day Way pilgrimage from Malvern Priory to Worcester Cathedral. We all had a lovely time apart from the blisters.

On Saturday, me and a few mates walked a muddy but glorious 17 miles from Ledbury to Hereford along the Herled Two route from @slowwaysuk.bsky.social. A superb day out. Highly recommend getting your friends out for this sort of thing.

Starmer you fucking bottle job. Your only chance of keeping that seat and a bloke that makes your sinking ship of a government slightly more appealing to voters. We had 14 years of self-serving twats leading the country and people got sick of it. Here we are again.

A random afternoon of phone box museums, Neolithic tombs, trig points and the steepest hill I've ever walked on. Nearly dying in glorious Herefordshire.

Forgot to share our picture with Bertie in Amroth on our leg of the Pembrokeshire Coast Path last weekend. Young un Molly will hopefully grow up with a love for the countryside and the planet. I'm carrying her around enough of it FFS. #CleanSeas

Last weekend I enjoyed 24 hours of peace and fresh air with a solo 23 mile walk from Hay-on-Wye to Abergavenny. I followed some of the Offa's Dyke Trail and the Beacons Way with a camp amongst the wild ponies at 600m on the Hatterall Ridge...

And, have you already done something good for yourself today? Fresh air, stress reduction, lowering blood pressure, increasing the production of the body's own killer cells (T cells) through terpenes? Go to the forest and if you don't believe science, the forest will convince you

26th May: "Enough is enough. Sink the boats. Burn down the hotels" 30th May: "Lovely white veteran man has uncharacteristic lapse of self-control in unfortunate Liverpool car mishap"

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WE WON! The Supreme Court has upheld the right to wild camp on Dartmoor. This is a huge win for access to nature. But we're just getting started. It was never just about Dartmoor. We’re fighting to extend the right to roam, swim, and sleep under the stars - across all of England.

So delighted by this news!! Supreme Court rules that the stars are for everyone ✨ Huge congratulations to @righttoroam.bsky.social 👏🎉 Now Government must urgently pass a comprehensive Right to Roam Act, to protect & extend public rights of responsible access to nature across England

A good weekend. Drinks in Hereford, the first world problem of having to make Aperol Spritz with Stowford Press instead of prosecco, a class walk on the beautiful/strange place that is Hergest Ridge, and a barbeque with horse riding. These are largely Tory shenanigans for sure, but it was decent.

I've got a bad feeling about Rovers today and it's a must win or we're fucked. Looking forward to it. 🥴

Dartmoor again. Legal wild camping definitely feels a lot more chilled than hiding in the depths of the woods hoping some Karen dog walker doesn't see you and report you. This is magic. #RightToRoam

An epic day in Dartmoor introducing young un to more of Britain's glorious countryside. My back and feet aren't feeling the love though. #RightToRoam #Devon

Can't beat a good caravan holiday when the weather is like this. You can beat it to be fair, but it's quite pleasant. #ExmouthAsFuck

I presumed we'd now put all the Barton nonsense to bed, but there are still Rovers fans on Facebook that would welcome him back to the club with open arms. The bloke is an absolute prick. Unfortunately it probably won't harm his new career as a Poundland Andrew Tate.

The weekend was class. 4 days of work to do now then another 10 days off. Living the dream. Sort of.

My back being slowly destroyed over the last 9 months. Hopefully at some point she likes walking.

Still trying to walk all of the public rights of way near work in Malvern and it is still proving to be a class lunch hour activity. 3.3 miles walked today, 3 miles yesterday. Glorious. #StravaWankers

It's likely that a grown man made this.

Rovers as fuck

I've got an absolute stinker of a cold so had to miss Rovers today. I still had to take the dogs for a walk though and had a lovely wander around the Conigree in Ledbury. The only sign of other people was all the litter dropped near the entrance to the wood. Take your shit home with you dickheads.

Colwall station to Great Malvern Station today via some footpaths we hadn't walked before. A properly decent walk in our local area.

My wife got me a Garmin watch for my birthday for my rambling. The step counter has made me want to walk on my lunch breaks. Day 1 I walked to Greggs. Fucking daft. Today I went for a proper wander to try and find hidden gems. Nothing breathtaking, but better than just sitting in my car. Probably.

Jubilee Drive in Colwall between the Herefordshire Beacon and the Wyche Cutting has to be one of the most scenic roads in this part of the country and I'm lucky to have it as my commute. This morning it was incredible.

A fairly bleak winter mooch today around a weird little wood in Ledbury just down the road from my house. Got momentarily trapped in a patch of icy nothingness surrounded by thick bramble and didn't find anything of interest apart from a knackered old shed. Enjoyed it.

You see the Northern Lights more than a Gas win these days. Hope everyone enjoyed that rare event today. Up the Gas.

That was probably the most incredible sunset I've ever seen on the way home to Ledbury from Malvern after work. It's a beautiful world mate. Have a great Christmas.

Sketching my mother in law's dead dog. You can't get this sort of shit wrong.

I've had a 4 day week and it has been well slow. The run up to Christmas feels like a dragged out, pointless exercise. I think we should have the whole of December off tbh. At least I have the excitement of watching the Gas in Birmingham tomorrow. Expecting to leave the game before half time. #utg

Please consider donating some of the money you'd have spent at today's Rovers game to this. These people need your support. x.com/jugglingmum2...

Can't believe Rovers haven't taken the opportunity to postpone tomorrow's game because of the weather warning. We haven't had a shot on target in our last 2 league games and both of those were against teams below us. Our form isn't just poor, it's shockingly shit.

Found this in the cupboard with the Christmas decorations at work so I've had to put it on the office tree because I'm scared that if I don't it will curse Christmas for me for the rest of my life. A lad in the office has to keep turning it away from him, but I keep turning it back on the sly.

Actual fully grown men getting wound up on Facebook about some players from the womens team being on the Bristol Rovers 2025 calendar. Comments include "wokeness personified", "hate getting force fed this stuff" and "there should be a choice between mens, ladies and mixed". What a bunch of belters.

You'd struggle to pick much worse of a draw for Rovers. Absolutely nailed on defeat in an empty ground the other side of the country. Dog shit.

Up the Prince. Ledbury as fuck.

Up the fucking Gas

Molly of the Malverns. Beaut of a walk.

Had four days of annual leave to burn so a couple of long weekends coming up. Four days off, three days on, four days off. Nice. Let's just all agree to stick to that routine forever. Fuck it. No one really likes the rat race, even if they pretend they do on LinkedIn.

Rambling Ultras. #WelcomeToFell

That appears to be a grim situation for Matt Taylor who is a decent bloke. I hope he gets the respect and privacy he deserves. Family will always be more important than football.

Just get him gone now because he ain't lasting to Christmas anyway with those fixtures. The Mem is already dead. If we lose at Orient it's bleak.

The late shift commences with young Molly who has had a bit of a cold and is therefore snoring like a contented piglet. The crazy hair is still showing no signs of following the laws of gravity.

It’s all in the telling.

I didn't bin off Twitter to have all the frustrating garbage screenshotted onto here mate. Just leave it on there.

"Lots of cars circling Leominster with no way out". This has the beginnings of a script for a horror movie where an apocalyptic event creates an island full of feral inbreds.

Much Marcle is now in the middle of a new river. I blame Meghan Markle for this.

It's the Ledbury Christmas light switch on later. Last time I went I ended up chatting to a pagan morris dancer with a horse's skull for a mask. I'm sure it will be a dazzling display. Always quite amusing hearing the initial excited "WHEY!" from the crowds blending into a disappointed "oh".