I walked all the way to Norfolk

Lighthearted, but true account of a walk from Bedfordshire to Norfolk

I walked all the way to Norfolk,

With my home upon my back.

I left my house last weekend

My home light as I could pack.

I walked all the way to Norfolk -

Headed out across the hill.

First camp set up in Bedfordshire,

In my home county still

Second day I headed out,

And soon I was in Cambs.

My lover joined me on the way

And warmed me with his hands.

Third day my feet were blistered, sore.

Time to get the train.

I headed north to Littleport

Where I set up home again.

Day four was hard,

With no breakfast for the trip.

I walked and walked for 13 miles,

Before I had a sip.

I had walked all the way to Norfolk (well nearly)

With my home upon my back.

My feet so sore for walking miles,

Along the river and the track.

Not so far as I intended,

But far enough for me.

With my home upon my back,

I had nearly reached the sea.

Last walk, day five, from Denver to Downham.

Good grief, that walk was rough!

Though shortest distance overall,

It was the hardest, really tough

          (With my toenail hanging off!).

Kings Lynn my destination,

With my home still on my back.

I set up camp for the final time,

And started to unpack.

Two days of relaxation

Before I head back home.

Time to reflect and pen some lines,

And enjoy the time alone.

I walked all the way to Norfolk (well nearly),

With my home upon my back.

I left my house last weekend,

My home light as I could pack.