Our Virtual walking team have been plodding onwards in spite of the cold and fog last week. We are now approaching Keighley where my oldest son was born 27 years ago. I have walked many miles up hill and down dale in Yorkshire. It is a truly beautiful area with heather moorland and mile upon mile of drystone walls. I am looking forward to visiting my old stomping ground where I will enjoy reminiscing about the miles I walked in 1993 initially with a bump at the front and later with a sleeping baby in a backpack.

Jo