So walked 10k with technology this morning, me and my vivobarefoot shoes and a bracing faceful of hail between the sunny spells. A lovely country walk I thought, except the left hand turn I was looking for to loop me back round never materialised, so I basically marched 10k into the middle of bloody nowhere, and had to sheepishly phone dad to come and get me (never good when you're as old as I am, but no way was I walking 10k back!). Dad when I get in the car: "I'm surrounded by a family of buffoons" - I don't think he was joking!
