Today I reached the target of the Sands Charity “ Walk 100 km in March” However, you should all know that I intended from the start to walk at least 5 km every day – finishing on March 28 th , on what would have been my daughter Emma’s 39 th birthday . So I walk on to try and raise as much money as I can for this wonderful charity who support families at a desperately sad and tragic time . Although the charity set up before we lost Emma , we had no involvement with them at the time of her death. However I have met several families since, who have lost babies, care is very different now, and each are given a memory box to give comfort at a horrendously painful time . So please keep supporting me ! Of course each walk brings its daily blog which I hope brings a smile to your faces !!! For those of you who wish to donate please go to the blog site caminoromero.com, and under the title page there is a donate button ….thank you in advance and thank you to everyone who has already donated. It means a lot to me .
So down to business ….oh how I wish I either had longer arms , or really understood the act of taking a selfie !
Anyway it is a lovely day ( although I had a bit of a shock when I opened the curtains this morning) to find this ….
Anyway, it was dry and sunny when we set off – so off we trotted !
I decided to try and walk an interesting 5 km route , rather than a there and back effort involving ….you’ve guessed it , the TPT! We passed the “ Daddies” relaxing in a very large field …..
Now let me tell you a tale …. It is likely that the average person would walk past this field and think “ oh …harmless sheep” . Let me tell you Dear Reader, a ram is not harmless. Take care if you think you are in a field with one ( well unless he has a harness with a dye pack on and there are lots of other sheep around – his attention will very likely be elsewhere !) I know this because in my previous life we had sheep – beautiful Southdown sheep- and we had two rams with them . Now these are not large sheep – but one day, my then husband decided to let one of the rams have a treat , and enjoy the grass on our lawn ! All well and good – saved on the lawn mowing – however he was not to know that without other ladies around , Herod ( for that was his name..) decided he didn’t like either our Rottweiler or our youngest son . Both were tossed in the air like footballs …. needless to say he was soon wrestled out of the way ! A salutary tale at that!
Then look who I came upon ….
Poor daddy …all on his own …. now I know better than to go in and try and clean things up ( never mind he’s a bull with a ring in his nose and may not take lightly to any intervention I might offer !) I learnt my lesson from feeding a giant tortoise in Madeira
We were told he loved banana- so off I went and bought him ( well I assume it was a him, I mean how would you know? ) bananas! Time to eat said bananas …and it was true , he loved bananas, but oh what a mess he made round his face. Time for me to scoop my finger and clear all excess banana gubbins when……chomp, he thought it was more food , and my finger started crying red tears ( copiously ) Well the DB was beside himself as you can imagine , so I packed him off to get the first aid kit, whilst I kept my finger under running water….Anyway eventually the wound was tightly held together and all was well…. but I spent the next 48 hours looking and waiting for signs of rabies or any other disease relating to tortoises. None appeared…., but lesson learnt ! Never try and clean a tortoises mouth ! By the way , it isn’t a mouth it’s a very sharp beak !!!
I digress …….the bull….
On we go …
And we are nearly home ….
All in all a lovely walk, thoroughly enjoyed by both of us!
Camino Romero 