Day 15

"It hurts"

There is something about Thursdays and Sam’s feet, as another one comes and goes and Sam turns a sharp right and heads straight for London. Yippee.

Today takes Sam from Henley into the realm of the Staines Massive and Ali G territory. Dressed to impress (and also to fit in with the locals having learned from his experiences with the man shouting bible verses at him earlier in the week), Sam donned his shell suit and white high tops, and stepped out for another day.

Having spent a considerable amount of time on his meanderings performing a national house price survey, Sam has certainly noticed the fall and rise of property pricing across the country. Unfortunately, as he concentrated hard on keeping his feet over the cobblestones of old Windsor, he failed to notice the dirty great big castle, and missed a fair bit more of this historic town.

With the news that Friday was now going to see him paying a visit to both London Irish and Harlequins, Sam was noticeably lighter on his feet and made great time, and before he knew it he had the M25 insight, if only he could work out how to negotiate past it with out getting lost, or taking a wrong turn on to it.

Having successfully made it into Greater London, Sam finished his day in Staines, ready for tomorrow and his trek through the heartland of English rugby and past HQ.