tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268245476520152006.post6583467214122221808..comments2012-04-10T11:04:20.941+02:00Comments on Every picture tells one: Greensand Ridge Walkroughseasinthemedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02362795583263821176noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4268245476520152006.post-37846301628729175412011-03-06T18:56:10.550+01:002011-03-06T18:56:10.550+01:00how strange. K has business down in Hertfordshire...how strange. K has business down in Hertfordshire soon, and I am going with him. Because an old, old friend of my Dad, lovely lady, lives nearby at Leighton Buzzard. So am taking the chance to meet up with her. Have never been there, so your post interested me on this point alone.<br /><br />I too, love long walks, though would always prefer, if I get wet, for a comfy pub to be open to visitors. But as you so rightly say, back in the day, pubs were quiet places and rarely open when you needed them to be.<br /><br />Although I did think you were going to write at the end, you had happened upon a Naturist Camping site.......thank you for sharing your memories.<br /><br />and sorry I didn't mean my comment to be all about me. <br />J xGreen Jeanniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01804838093174245312noreply@blogger.com