Nigel was taking his mum away for the weekend – they would stroll along Great Yarmouth prom and visit tea shops.
Pascoe and I
were going hill walking in the Lakes.
Because the
trips were so dissimilar it took a while to spot that they were parallel
mother-son trips.
But then the
trips developed another theme in common - knees.
Nigel and his
Mum had an enjoyable first day but had to return early due to knee trouble.
Pascoe and I set off up the Langdales and I was proud to climb Harrison's
Stickle and Pavey Ark. However, during
the descent, my knees began to complain.
On the
following two days we tackled much smaller hills.
Later, Nigel's
Mum said how even though they'd had to leave early Nigel's cheerfulness and
kindness made it a good weekend.
I certainly
could not have climbed even one mountain without Pascoe who carried our
rucksack and encouraged me.
I do my very
best to keep my knees going by using knee supports and hiking poles. But if one
day I lose the the battle, I'm sure Pascoe will also be kind and cheerful and
take me to a tea shop.
In the meantime
though, just let me at those hills!