Wednesday, 26th May. 10 miles. Worksop to Killamarsh. I found myself changing trains in Sheffield, but all went well and I was in Worksop by 9.30. Getting out of Worksop was more pleasant than getting in on the Eastern side had been – that old adage “West End Girls” comes to mind as I hum … Continue reading THE CUCKOO WAY. FOUR.
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