Sorry, little guy
5 October, 2016
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Facebook sure has its moments. Yesterday it showed me a picture of my tent, looking forlorn and lonely in
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Facebook sure has its moments. Yesterday it showed me a picture of my tent, looking forlorn and lonely in
It’s so strange to think that a year ago I was hiking through Lincolnshire. It seems so long ago.
It was on visiting Oxford on a hot, hot day in 2004 that I decided that I wanted to
It’s still yesterday. I mean, I’m still writing about the last day I wrote about. One day, so much
Sometimes I have no sense of time. Even when I know I have a 30km hike ahead of me.
I couldn’t let my shoe disaster stop me in my tracks. I now had a new pair of shoes,
I ended up spending 6 nights in Lincoln. It’s not what I intended, but it’s what happened. I didn’t
Serendipity is a wonderful thing. Rest is a wonderful thing. Pubs are wonderful things. Finding yourself serendipitously forced to
I quite like cows. I think they’re lovely creatures, and it’s amazing that something so enormous lives mostly on
The first day of walking is always 30 kilometres. It doesn’t matter what you plan. Think it’s going to
Nat Newman is an award-winning writer of short stories, content, podcasts, feature articles, drunk text messages and, soon, a novella.
Nat Newman is an award-winning writer of short stories, content, podcasts, feature articles, ghost-written books, drunk text messages and, soon, a novella. Born and raised in Australia, she now calls the universe her home.
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