During my secondment to London, in 2000, I began making these walks each weekend. For five years they were my refuge and this book my constant companion, a portal into a different life than anything London offered. Of my memories during those days, the 'country walks' remain among my most salient.
When an Englishman describes a ramble through the countryside, it is unlike anything we have in America. Right of way, a fact since medieval times, opens the countryside up to each of us. Neither Madonna nor the security guards at Checkers can impede our route! Should you be blessed with a sunny August day, nothing can approach it.
Was there mud? You bet! Loads. But there were also quaint lunch pubs and quiet corners in which to warm one's bones besides a fire and enjoy tea and scones during the waning rays of the day.
Don't delay. Get this book, meet like-minded ramblers (on Saturdays) and enjoy life! You will also shed a few pounds and perhaps regain your health, to boot.