Sunday, 19 September 2010

DAY 23 Continued

My wretched computer has been playing up and the result has been that my previous blog was not checked and seemed lost in the ether and to be honest i have wasted an hour trying to sort the blinking thing out. It was saved in drafts and i just could not edit it so there it is published and not finished. I don't know if someone somewhere is sending me a message!!!

I believe i was getting very depressing on that page for everyone to read. Not a good place to be. So i will try to end on a positive note because tomorrow is another day.........



The family grouped together and headed off through the fields. Thank goodness the harvest had been gathered in, the stubble allowed a better walking surface.
The night was not as dark as usual out in the fens where you would not normally be able to See one foot in front of the other. The glow from the fires cast eerie shadows over the group but allowed them to see where they were going.

Just where were these Monks walks Jane wondered. There has never been a monastery any where near this quiet fenland town that she was aware of.
Old man Riley was grumbling to him self as he walked and the children were giggling at his efforts. Oh to be young and just see the surface of days events.At least his actions were taking there minds off the nights happenings.

They were reaching a tree line and they paused to get their breaths. Each of them carried rucksacks, Andrew and Jane were also struggling with large holdalls.Jane wondered if she should tuck it in the hedge and return for it later but reconsidered as she didn't know how far they still had to go. How easy it had been to map out the route during their walks in the daytime.

Best be careful in these trees old man Riley said. There have been a lot of them asylum seekers been camping out for years and made these woodlands there homes. Surely not here said Andrew with a frown we have been keeping regular checks in a 10 mile radius.
Where we need to go will just be a stopping place. Rest eat, sleep and move on.

Deep in the country there was a farm which would enable the community of friends to live and sustain themselves during this crisis. 

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