Westward Ho!

This place is Abbotsham, i dunno why I had forgotten that last night. Hmm, I dunno if the Abbot is a sham or if Abbot’s like ham. I don’t suppose it matters.

So after failing to get Eddie into the sea yesterday we thought we’d try again today. There’s a beachy town just along the coast called Westward Ho!, how can you resist a place called Westward Ho!? So we followed the sign posts along the public footpath which follows the contours of the coast. The first sign we came across pointing to Westward Ho! said 2 miles. Well thats not too long a walk now is it, especially with such pretty scenery. Thing is though, after about an hour and half of walking along the coast in Westward Ho!’s direction we came across another sign pointing there, this one said… well we’d been walking all that time so what would you expect? Half a mile left to go? probably even less actually, well this sign said 2 miles… still. So I figure that Westward Ho! is a magical place that is always 2 miles from where you are. Even if you live in say California, Westwood Ho! will be 2 miles from you. I reckon to actually reach the place you need a magic pendent which emanates a glorious glow in Ho!’s direction.

We decided to walk back, watch England make it to the quarter finals and then drive to this hooker town… which wouldn’t be surprising as it was an absolute dump lol. Yeah, great name but don’t bother going there.