We stopped to take photographs of each other outside Bowness on Solway -
We were now very near the end of our journey - soon we would be writing our words in the black book kept behind the bar at the King's Arms -
My heart was already racing - I was dizzy with memory -
I thought of the song by The Kinks, People take pictures of each other - I could hear Ray Davies, singing inside my head -
When I look at my picture, I thought, I would remember every aspect of this moment -
The sadness of photographs threatened to overwhelm me -
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15 November 2014
Outside Bowness on Solway
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