Petersfield Ramblers

• Leader: Sandy Arpino
• Date: 15 April 2026
• Distance: 11.5 miles

Petersfield Ramblers enjoy a first day’s walking on the New Lipchis Way

For their Spring 2026 adventure, Petersfield Ramblers decided to walk the New Lipchis Way – a 39 mile route running broadly north-south from Liphook to West Wittering. The appeal of the Lipchis Way – created in the 1980’s by a group of Liphook Ramblers – is that it traverses such a range of landscapes: woodland, heath, riverside, towns, downland, seaside, marina, canals, railway tracks. Thankfully the route is depicted on OS maps so – in theory – we couldn’t get lost. Nonetheless, many recces were undertaken in advance of taking a group of walkers on the journey. Our plan is to complete the distance across four separate walks.

So it was that 13 participants – spread over 9 cars – set off early on a Wednesday morning in mid-April to meet at the Half Moon pub on the outskirts of Midhurst, with the intention of driving half the cars back to Liphook to start the day’s walking. Alas, everyone came to a grinding halt halfway along the A272 and we sat in an unmoving traffic jam for some time. Eventually, one by one we turned back, frantically researching alternative ways to get to our Midhurst destination. Thankfully our combined initiatives saw us gathered, somewhat later than planned, at the Half Moon – swiftly followed by car shuffling so that 4 cars sped off to Liphook laden with passengers.

It was a later start to walking than intended – and it was raining lightly – but at last our suitably booted feet started walking. It felt like a mammoth achievement to have even got to this point!

The weather wasn’t on our side. We set off in rain gear, hoods up and rucksacks covered; on the plus side, we were certainly a colourful bunch! There was promise of better conditions through the middle of the day but heavy rain was forecast for 2:45pm, so we adopted a steady pace.

This first part of the Lipchis Way is the wooded, heathland section. In the rain it didn’t look very attractive – but we did our best to keep smiling.

We admired some impressive tree specimens and an abundance of moss.

Recent tree falls presented us with an obstacle course – but our nimble walkers took it all in their stride!

After 3 miles the rain had stopped and the outlook appeared brighter. We halted for a well-earned coffee break. Continuing on we skirted a muddy patch before encountering the delights of endless yellow gorse bushes then pungent swathes of bluebells.

At last a corner of blue sky broke through, cheering everyone as we trudged up Telegraph Hill. Jackets were removed. Damp haze lifted offering clarity as we looped through conifers to a sunken trail lined with dainty purple violets.

Time for lunch! Our chosen spot was a viewpoint looking west over Woolbeding Common. Though windy, we were rewarded with stunning views. Reinvigorated, we grouped for a photo.

After a further short ascent, we began the very gradual descent down to the River Rother, our companion for the rest of this day’s walking and the start of next time’s trek. The skies grew bluer as we passed delightful Woolhouse Farm with its huge chimneys and rare-breed white cows with black noses and ears.

For a precious hour we enjoyed full sunshine as we reached – and crossed – the Rother at Iping, then heading east to Stedham Bridge. Following close around one of the river’s loopy meanders we had wonderful views of Stedham Hall, now converted into classy apartments.

At the noisy weir of Stedham Mill we found our next obstacle: a path closure. Tired though we now were – with ominous rain clouds forming – we were forced to climb the river bank on a steep path up to a road and drop down again quarter of a mile later at Brambling Farm, to rejoin our riverside path.

Our route was lined with an abundance of spring flowers – primroses, yellow celandines, swathes of richly-blue bluebells, pinky-white lady’s smock and stary white stitchwort – whilst overhead hung the lime green leaves of emerging oak, maple and beech.    

Unfortunately the rain wouldn’t hold off any longer; we raced the final mile back to our cars as the drops came ever heavier. Damp but not too wet, we drove along the now-unblocked A272 to Durleigh Marsh for well earned refreshments and the convivial conversation that comes from a worthwhile shared experience.                   

Author: Sandy Arpino

Photography: Sandy Arpino

• Leader: Val Wood
• Date: 25 March 2026
• Distance: 10 miles approx.

Bentley circular walk

Sixteen members assembled in the Bentley Memorial Hall Carpark in bright sunshine with a stiff north westerly breeze blowing. We’d had heavy cold showers earlier in the morning but were optimistic that the day would be dry – which proved to be 95% the case.

We set off north up Hole Lane, before turning west at Jenkyn Place along the St Swithun’s Way, where the path was bordered for the large part by grape vines.  Over fifty years ago this area heading west towards Alton parallel to the A31 was largely given over to hop fields.  Alton was an important brewing town, founded in a modest way in 1763, and was well served by hops grown locally and benefitted from the water drawn from an essential well.  In the early 20^th century more recognisable names, such as John Courage and Son and Crowley’s (later Watney) took over the brewing.  Courage ceased brewing in 1979, but continued bottling, kegging and canning.  Other breweries continued until the 1980’s even though hop growing in the area declined.

A little further on we skirted the substantial grounds of Pax Hill.  Now a nursing home, it was the home of Lord Robert Baden-Powell, founder of the Scouting movement, and his wife, who owned the property from 1918 to 1938.  The house was originally called Blackacre, and was bought with a gift from Olave Baden-Powell’s father. During their time at the house, the Baden-Powells renamed it Pax (peace) Hill – and added two wings. The west wing was designed by Robert Baden-Powell himself and he also modelled the frieze for the new bathroom, depicting fish in the nearby River Wey. Scouts and Guides used to camp on either side of the drive.

Further on we passed through woodland and up a section of the drive of the beautiful Elizabethan Coldrey House once owned by one of the Watney Mann brewery magnates.  Turning right from the drive onto the Lower Froyle road, it’s not long before we turned west again at the Anchor Pub (sadly too early for a pint!) and continued towards Upper Froyle. We left St Swithun’s Way and continued up the drive towards the back of Froyle House, once the home of Sir Hubert Miller whose family had owned it from 1765 until 1947.  In 1949 the trustees of Lord Mayor Treloar Trust bought Froyle Place with eight acres of land to turn it into a college for disabled boys. When the school amalgamated with its sister campus, Florence Treloar in Holybourne, the site was sold to developers and Froyle House is now a beautiful and prestigious wedding venue. 

We had a welcome coffee stop in the graveyard of St Mary’s Church in Upper Froyle, where we met some parishioners about their duties whilst the organist practiced and we could take advantage of the facilities.

Refreshed, we walked down the road towards Lower Froyle, noting some of the many statues Sir Hubert Miller brought back from his visits to Italy in the early 20^th century. 

Shortly after crossing over Ryebridge stream, we took a bridleway left to cross some wide open arable fields, steadily climbing past and through various wooded copses before joining the road that runs west from Lower Froyle.  Turning left on the road, we soon took the lane north towards Long Sutton.  After a quarter of a mile or so walking down the lane we turned left onto a well-used BOAT (Frog Lane).  Thankfully not too churned up by the off-road vehicles that use it, nor too muddy.  We stopped for our lunch break along this track.  Handily there were ample seats for us on a large log to one side and a chunky rectangular of concrete on the other.  However, there the benefits ran out, as we were sitting in the strong cross wind of the wide open fields and a large ominous cloud blew in to deposit a sharp hail/sleet/rain shower on us! But we managed to finish eating under the shelter of some nearby blackthorn shrubs on the track.

Soon we met Well Lane and turned left for a few yards before arriving at the cross-roads in the middle of the hamlet with its iconic well. Turning right for about quarter of a mile, we soon came across a barely made up narrow lane where we turned south.  This dropped down fairly steeply and at a sharp bend east we carried straight on down the muddy and stony track which eventually becomes Husseys Lane in Lower Froyle,  and past the first of the pretty cottages and handsome houses that line the lane.  We took a footpath across some pastures, over a bridge north of Coldrey Farm and just beyond Pax Hill we rejoined the St Swithun’s Way and continued back to Hole Lane and the car park.

A thoroughly enjoyable walk in a part of Hampshire that is not so familiar to our members.

Author: Val Wood

Photography: Val Wood, Claire Anderson, David Roberts, Fiona El Hasnaoui

Photos of St Mary the Virgin church (exterior) and the Well taken from the internet

• Leader: Fiona El Hasnaoui
• Date: 4 March 2026
• Distance: 9 miles

Kingsley Pond to Binsted circular

On a slightly misty morning, 16 ramblers gathered at Kingsley Pond, hoping for some Spring sunshine to emerge later in the day.  Setting off from the pond, we proceeded down a muddy track and emerged at the back of a farm with sheep grazing.  We then walked across two large fields, spotting some running deer in the distance.

The going was wet and muddy but flat so it was a good leg stretch with open views all around.  At one stage, we emerged through a gap in the hedge to discover a burnt-out vehicle (just about recognisable as a Land Rover) which we stopped to inspect.

Continuing on northwards we ascended gently past several ponds and through woodland up to the back of the small hamlet of Wyck where we emerged to a fine view back towards Kingsley and an ideal spot for a coffee break.  After coffee, we walked on past some corn stubble, down some steep steps and turned just before a large pool of water which would have impeded our way.  The path then climbed gently up to Binsted with open, elevated views of the Hampshire countryside.  By the time we reached Binsted, the sun had finally come out and there was a lovely blue sky.

Buried in the graveyard of The Church of the Holy Cross at Binsted is the grave of Field Marshal Monty of Alamein, which we stopped to view.  We then had a look around the church which houses Monty’s banner (previously in Westminster Abbey) and a quite beautiful painted glass window designed by Capronnier (a famous Belgian glass artist) and recently refurbished.  We then partook of lunch in the churchyard whilst admiring the charming houses opposite, one of which dates back to the 14^th Century.  The blossom has started to emerge and there were joyful daffodils everywhere.

After lunch, we started the gradual descent passing the hamlet of Wheatley, with more wonderful views, and on down grassy paths, at one stage crossing the disused railway line, to the outer edge of Alice Holt Forest.  We walked for a while on a tree-lined path and having turned on to a longer path, emerged at the back of the Country Market.  A further path with very open views, and a crossing of the main road, led us back to Kingsley Common. 

Kingsley Common is a Site of Special Scientific Interest and is characterised by heather, birch and pine, with dry sandy paths.  There were many trees covered in lichen (a sign of healthy air) and one area in particular which was quite beautiful, with lichen not just on the trees but scattered all over the mossy floor.

A short stroll to the edge of Kingsley Pond took us back to the cars.

Author: Fiona El Hasnaoui

Photography: Fiona El Hasnaoui, Clare McCullough, Rose Field, David Roberts

• Leader: Sandy Arpino
• Date: 10 December 2025
• Distance: 10 miles approx

Petersfield Ramblers walk to Racton Ruin

On an unexpectedly sunny day in mid-December, 15 members of Petersfield Ramblers gathered in the overflow car park at Stansted House for a walk that would ultimately take them to Racton Ruin.  Built between 1766 and 1775, Racton Ruin is a folly with extensive views over Chichester Harbour and to the Isle of Wight. Though only a mile or so east of Stansted House, the planned walk took a circuitous route of 10 miles to reach the ruin, ensuring a good workout for the ramblers.

Heading northwards the path offered lovely views of stately Stansted House. Given the poor state of some wooden fences in the park, the highland cattle had been moved to different pastures but were still close enough to cause us to pause and admire them.

Following firm tracks along field edges we arrived at wooded Watergate Hanger. A gentle uphill slope led through an impressive landscape of barren winter trees, silhouetted against the clear blue skies. Unfortunately the subsequent downhill was steeper, a chalk bed covered by wet leaves. We went slowly, using our walking poles, all reaching level ground safely – much to the leader’s relief!

A further mile through fields and woodland took us to Lyecommon where fallen tree trunks provided convenient seating for a coffee break in winter sunshine. One member had just had her birthday so very kindly handed around much-appreciated chocolates.

As we continued our walking – largely across open fields – we spotted two small groups of deer (watching us as we watched them!). Looking back to the north the rich blue skies were mesmerising – so out of keeping with the time of year.

After 6 miles we descended via a sunken track to the picturesque village of Stoughton. Passing the pub, we made our way to the unusual village church, the largest in the Octagon Parish, little changed from the 11^th century. Here we stopped for a leisurely lunch and exploration of the many interesting features of the church. Outside the building old gravestones had been laid flat to provide (dangerously slippery) paving. The door into the porch looked more Moroccan than English, as did the brass light-fittings inside. An abundance of tapestry and embroidery decorated the interior, from kneelers to wall hangings to altar cloth. A large locked safe hung strangely from one wall, beneath the bell pulls for six bells – lit by a colourful stained glass window.

Our church exploration completed, we set off for the final stage of the walk. There was a long steady ascent past holly bushes hung with berries, before turning south-west to cross fields of brassicas mixed with fiddleneck (a green manure) to the hamlet of Walderton.

Carefully crossing the B2146 we trekked parallel to the road – safely on a footpath over fields – to Lordington. Along the way was a swing which our youngest member couldn’t resist giving a try!

After briefly touching the road we climbed again – up a track to our goal: Racton Ruin.

After due exploration and picture taking, we set off along the final mile of track back to our cars. Alas in places puddles and mud extended for the full width of the path. We did our best to skirt the edges, largely keeping our boots dry. A last section through huge redwood trees returned us to our start point. Time to change shoes and skurry off for coffee and cake at Stansted’s delightful café!

Author: Sandy Arpino

Photographer: Sandy Arpino

• Leaders: David and Paul Roberts
• Date: 26 November 2025
• Distance: 8 miles

A walk along the sea front at Southsea, Portsmouth

Twenty two ramblers set off from the car park in Eastney by Fort Cumberland on a beautiful sunny day with no breeze. Once on the front we followed the King Charles 111 coast path with both the beach and greenery to see. 

Moving on to the pavement we passed the miniature golf course and canoe lake before coming to South Parade pier. All along the beach sea defences were being rebuilt to be completed by the summer of 2026 with many boats out to sea.

Past the Rock Gardens and Southsea Castle, we took a short break sitting down to admire the sea view.  Claire provided flapjacks for everyone to give us much needed sustenance while a number of crows looked very interested.

After the break we moved towards Clarence Pier passing the bandstand, various gardens and statues. Gulls sat atop posts using them as viewing points. Walking over a bridge we saw a statue of Nelson and the Royal Garrison church in Penny Street. Finally, we went along the Hot Walls where we saw fisherman and passages towards the round tower with shops, a restaurant and studios.  

Returning on the linear walk we stopped in the same place for lunch with even more crows in attendance. After lunch we returned with a number of people taking a detour onto South Parade pier to watch various diggers in action.

The group made it back to the car park to complete a thoroughly enjoyable walk with lovely views and fascinating history.  

Author: David Roberts

Photography: David Roberts, Rose Field and Sandy Arpino

• Leaders: Sandy Arpino and Rose Field
• Date: 12 November 2025
• Distance: 8.6 miles

Petersfield Ramblers walk the Centurion Way to explore its recent extension

The Centurion Way is a flat path that follows the old, dismantled Chichester to Midhurst railway line, which closed in 1991. For many years the Centurion Way comprised 5.5 miles of path running north from Chichester to West Dean – but in August this year, following 3 years of extensive work, a further 1.3 miles was officially opened, extending the route to Cucumber Farm and including Singleton station. Petersfield Ramblers were keen to explore this new extension so – on a warm day in mid-November – 14 Ramblers gathered in Chichester Festival Theatre’s car park to begin their adventure. It was felt that it was only right to walk the whole trail, leading north to reach our goal after lunch.

We headed west – initially along the city walls – until we reached Bishop Luffa School and the start of the Centurion Way. To coincide with the new section opening, the original arch marking the beginning of the trail was rescued from storage, refurbished and reinstalled, having been taken down a decade ago. Original mythical character sculptures, including Roman gods and a dancing deer, have been reinstated within the new archway. This photo opportunity was not to be missed!

Then it was full steam ahead along the delightful path, shrouded by trees on either side, awash with rich autumn colours. After 2 miles we emerged into open fields, having cleared Chichester and Summersdale, and stopped for a coffee break on the conveniently placed benches. No sooner were we off than we paused again for another group photo, gathering around a wonderful sculpture of spade-wielding Roman workers (called the Chichester Road Gang) made from gas cylinders!

Another half a mile took us to our fourth brick bridge – decorated with animal cut-outs drawn by children from Lavant Primary School and reproduced in steel sheet by Richard Farrington.

After the bridge stood impressive Lavant Station, now converted into stylish residential dwellings. Passing through a quiet housing estate we found ourselves back in countryside, greeted by blue skies and sunshine, with views across agricultural fields on either side.

An unusually round tunnel took us under the A286 to our lunch spot; we had completed our walk of the original 5.5 miles of the Centurion Way. It was a pleasure to sit bathed in sun beside newly-planted trees weighed down by crab-apples.

The original trail finished where we sat because ahead of us the steam trains entered 450m long West Dean Tunnel. Sadly there is no consent to take the trail through the tunnel, so walkers and cyclists are required to drop down to the A286 to bypass the closed tunnel section of the dismantled railway. This we duly did. After a short distance of newly widened pavement, we were permitted to take a path through woods owned by the West Dean Estate until a new gate gave us access to the Centurion Way extension. Looking back through the woods we could just see the heavy metal gates across the tunnel entrance, with a grill to accommodate bat movements.

Continuing north on the trail we passed the ruined water tower covered in ivy.

A little further along the trail opened out to reveal restored Singleton station with its vast four platforms, built to handle all the visitors to Goodwood Races. Information boards helpfully explained the station’s history. Beyond the station stands a dilapidated but picturesque goods shed – and one of a number of milk halts.

Alas, too soon our way forward was blocked: we had reached the end of the new extension. Turning round, we headed back to Singleton Station, dropping down a ramp to the side of the platforms to see the old station building – now a private residential home. In the restored rendering on the top half of the house were more of the exquisite drawings of flowers in vases, seen earlier on Lavant station.

It just remained to enjoy coffee and cake in West Dean Gardens’ café!

Author: Sandy Arpino

Photography: Sandy Arpino and Peter Berg

• Leader: Mandy Ray
• Date: 22 October 2025
• Distance: 8 miles approx.

Four Marks woodland ramble from Chawton Park Wood

After a couple of days of heavy rain, a beautiful sunny morning greeted 14 ramblers who met at Chawton Park Wood car park in Four Marks. Set within the South Downs National Park, the woodland contains an array of trees including beech, Norway maple, and bald cypress. Heading east from the car park, we followed the path along the edge of Gibbet Copse, passing Brick Kiln Farm and on to Reeds Copse, where a variety of fungi popped up through the copper-coloured leaves of autumn. Making our way along Writers’ Way, the path descended to Peter Wykeham Way, named after an RAF fighter pilot and flying ace of the Second World War, and then on to Chawton Park Road.

Walking a short distance along the road towards Alton, a fairly hidden path entrance to our left led us through majestic beech trees to Ackender Wood and on to Bushy Leaze Wood and its lines of conifers. Crossing Medstead Road, we headed to Hillside Farm. Rambling across fields of clover and disturbing the odd bee, we emerged onto Wivelrod Road. Turning left, we followed the lane a short distance before making a right turn onto the footpath leading to Collier’s Wood and our lunch stop. It was here, bathed in sunlight, that we watched deer grazing from our vantage point.

Following the bridleway towards Holt End, a sharp left turn took us across open fields and on to Jennie Green Lane and Redwood Lane. Crossing Abbey Road (unfortunately, there wasn’t a Beatle in sight), we were back in woodland, where a gentle ascent led us back to the car park.

Author and Photographer: Mandy Ray

• Date: 3 September 2025
• Walk Leader: Peter Berg
• Distance: 8.7 miles

Borden Wood, Woolbeding Common and Iping

This was one of those “Shall I, Shan’t I?” days. The weather forecast given was one of heavy rains together with a yellow wind warning. Hmmmm. The layby car parking facility was not overcrowded with the usual number of enthusiastic Ramblers, eagerly looking forward to a novel walk across the beautiful West Sussex countryside. Obviously the main attitude of those intrepid Ramblers that did show was primarily along the lines of “What the heck! – let’s see what it’s like when I get there!”

Four of us set out along the Serpent Trail in what can only be described as quite surprisingly mild weather – no rain, and with very little wind. Had the Met Office got its forecast wrong? Was this another conspiracy theory designed to keep people off the streets, and footpaths, of our neck of the woods?

Off we set, down The Serpent Trail, along what was still, despite the recent rain over the previous week, a firm path. We caught haunting images of mist still trapped in the trees higher up the slopes. Crossing Milland Road onto a decidedly not marshy Iping Marsh, followed by an even less marshy Stedham Marsh, it began to look, weather-wise, as if we would be enjoying our coffee stop at the top of Woolbeding Common, taking in the panorama on offer, in comfort.  We watched the rain clouds to the west marching towards us as we finished off our refreshments, prompting the donning of our waterproofs. The wind by now had begun to pick up a little, but still nothing resembling what we had been led to believe.

Passing between the two serpent statues, still on The Serpent Trail, which we followed for another half mile before turning south and downhill towards Pound Common. By now the rain had found us, not the torrential downpour promised, instead more of a regular rain. We met someone out foraging for mushrooms/fungi, who showed us what she had collected in her basket – a single beech boletus so far, and on the lookout for porcini mushrooms. Crossing Woolbeding Lane, heading west, we entered a field with a hedge on our left, to the south, offering us shelter from the wind which was still picking up.  Swallows were very much in evidence here, swooping around very close to us, no doubt enjoying the wind. We enjoyed their acrobatics.

A little after crossing Tote Lane, we joined The New Lipchis Way, passing Ash House and its ponds. A woodland trail towards Hammerwood House and into the field where although we did not see the GIANT horses, we did see a couple of their GIANT horseshoes! By now the rain had stopped and the wind had died down. Crossing the field we strode into Iping and St. Mary’s church for lunch.

On exiting the church, we found that the sun had come out, blue skies around, and only enough wind to make flying a kite worthwhile. Off came the waterproofs!  Heading oop north along Iping Lane for a short spell before entering a field where mushrooms were in abundance. Crossing the course of a Roman Road, then downhill on Hammer Lane into Hammer Wood, enjoying the sunlight on Hammer Pond. This brought us out onto Cooks Pond Lane, which we immediately turned off to enjoy a final tramp through Wick Wood, before rejoining the track of Green Lane. The wind had again increased, we could hear it in the tall trees above us, whilst enjoying the shelter they provided.

Back to the cars and all in all, a most welcome, enjoyable romp!

Author: Peter Berg

Photography: David Roberts and Claire Cane

• Date: 23 July 2025
• Walk Leader: Lynne Burge
• Distance: 11 miles

Walk from St Catherine’s Hill, Winchester

Thirteen intrepid walkers assembled in the St Catherine’s Park and Ride Car Park, all disappointed that the promised facilities were closed! What a start to the walk! Never mind we set off on the walk, beginning with an uphill, steep route to the top of the hill. Claire had mentioned last time we walked in that area that she had never been up the hill – so up the hill we went. Puffing and panting we admired the view from the top before walking back down again.

It was busy along the paths as school holidays had just begun and everyone was out enjoying the balmy weather. Following the River Itchen we made our way to Compton Lock. Here many people come to swim, despite the notice saying no swimming. No-one was in while we were there except a dog which decided to shake himself free of the water over some of our ramblers – well, it did cool them down a little!

Then the route wound its way across the fields to the small, but busy, village of Twyford. On the way we passed the local church which was very large considering the size of the habitation. Emerging into the village we were thankful there was a pelican crossing in the village for us to cross the road safely. A workman strimming the grass at the side of the road stopped to allow us to pass safely and we made our way to the village allotments, which were in very good order. The local cricket ground was being spruced up for a forthcoming match and a pop-up coffee shop was doing good business near the playground.

Continuing on along the path we made our way towards Hensting Farm, turned left towards Owslebury and walked uphill. Energy was beginning to flag, so with the promise of lunch at Owslebury we rambled on. Gratefully finding an area in the village with benches and picnic tables we sank down to rest and eat our food.

Refreshed we walked out of the village northward in the direction of Winchester. It seemed that the path was forever gaining height – by now we were following the Pilgrim’s Way which we knew would lead us back to the cars. On the way we passed a war memorial to London soldiers who were billeted close by during WW1. Leaving the tall stone cross behind us we skirted round a field and began the final stretch to the cars. Not getting too excited as the path still seemed to be climbing we encountered Winchester Golf Course. There were a few players and thankfully no balls were accidentally sent our way. At last the path began to descend with glorious views over Winchester, it seems that it is a very green city with copious trees everywhere. Over the M3 and down a small side path, the last lap. As we descended we passed a burnt out caravan, two filthy ones that seemed to be lived in and as least five that had been trashed. We wondered how and why they were there. We had no answers. Then there was the car park, the end of a warm 11+ miles and a gentle drive home.

Author and Photographer: Lynne Burge

Additional Photography: David Roberts

• Date: 16 July 2025
• Location: QE2 Country Park

80th Birthday Party

This was based near Juniper Car Park in Queen Elizabeth Country Park on a glorious sunny day. Those who wished to follow Anne on a ramble around the park met in the early afternoon. They walked around the outside of the park, dropping down to the Centre and climbing back up to the top of the park.

In the meantime, those who preferred a quieter afternoon brought their chairs across the grass to a shady patch out of the sun. Eventually around 30 ramblers were grouped together, enjoying each other’s company and looking forward to the food. Everyone had brought a contribution with them – sandwiches, quiches, cheese and pineapple, sausages to just mention a few of the items on the table. This was then supplemented with fruit and cake. What a feast!

Then it was time to cut the cake (which had a photo of the Heath on it) for those who are, or will be, 80 this year. It shows that rambling keeps you young. Five of a potential group of six arranged themselves around the cake as we sang Happy Birthday. It was then distributed to all.

The afternoon meandered on in a relaxed manner, until it was time to pack up and go. To be repeated in some format next year.

Author and Photographer: Lynne Burge