Spent the night with my “Falkland’s veteran” paratrooper-cum-pastor” good friend, David and his wife Margaret-Ann.
I had a dawn backpack-lightening inspection, as David supervised. I’m almost down to a pair of boxer-shorts and string vest - after ditching my hair-drier, curling-tongs, three handbags, six pairs of shoes, and my intensive nail and cuticle manicure set! I’m now starting to realise the rationale behind the naked rambler’s approach!
On a serious note we pondered the distinction between solitude and loneliness – the former, being positive whilst the latter, being extremely destructive. However, within one’s own “private slot” a range of fellow sojourners is also essential, with appropriate levels of intimacy.
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