LEJOG Day 12 (Friday) (Martin and Richard)



Today's story was the Big Push into Scotland. We ventured north from just outside Carlisle and 61 miles later arrived in Abington, a hamlet in the heart of the Southern Uplands. It is perhaps best described by the response of theHead Waiter in the Abington Hotel when asked what was meant by the item on his dinner menu designated 'Brussels Pate'. 'Pate that comes from Brussels' was his deadpan reply.

But another anecdote brought pleasure to our day. Morale was raised when Richard and Peter stopped briefly at a shop near Carlisle and asked the lady in charge whether she met many "End to Enders". "Yes indeed" she replied "I had one in only two days ago - he said the whole experience was dreadful, his knees were killing him, he wished he'd never begun and had only agreed to do it because his friend (who was outside) had persuaded him to do so." "Well" said Richard "and how old was he?" "Oh" she replied "he must have been all of 40".