Talking the walk
Iβm walking at a sedate pace in the park when I notice a flash of colour to my right. Itβs a young woman wearing red sweat pants and a T-shirt soaked in sweat. I recognise the walking Usain Bolt of the morning walking brigade. Predictably as I move ahead a few yards, she has already walked a full circle in the park, with the precision … Continue reading Talking the walk