On the way to Corby

No bugle, thankfully, but he's self-avowedly ex Army. Held forth at length over breakfast about various challenges of running a B+B: certain customers, health + safety costs etc. Can't stand bullies - 'had enough of them in the Army' - so when he perceived one customer to be one he tore him off a strip. Glad I didn't get on the wrong side of him.

I set off in the rain, but the sun' shining now. I've done the Great Doddington landmark (I think), seen Wellingborough and departed rapidly, and am now in only slightly more salubrious Kettering. I'm avoiding Corby until start time, as I was told by a fellow B+B-er that it's full of Scottish steel workers. Of course, they might be charming.....