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Travels

A couple of weeks away in Pembrokeshire and the Forest of Dean was a real gift.  Not spectacular travel, but a chance to rest, a break, time away from work to return refreshed, time to slow down and be, to sit quietly and read some good books, to potter around, to be outside, to do some walking.

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I’ve begun Richard Holmes excellent Footsteps: Adventures of a Romantic Biographer.  Here he quotes from Robert Louis Stevenson’s Journal of his journey through the Cevennes:

For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go; I travel for travel’s sake.  And to write about it afterwards, if only the public will be so condescending as to read.  But the great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of life a little more nearly; to get down off the feather bed of civilisation, and to find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.

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