Holly Honeychurch

Holly Honeychurch

The Joy of Hills

Staying in Devon means you gotta love hills. I don’t, but I do them anyway 🙄 My lazy lizard brain yawns going up. Any reasonable communication shuts down when I see one too steep. I become a dramatic, flustered child. Part from exhaustion, part from exasperation (why are we doing this again exactly?). And under no circumstances can Simon make me laugh. Sometimes it’s better if he doesn’t talk at all because if I get the giggles (he’s usually saying something funny), I could be stranded half way up a hill, in fits of laughter, with no strength to carry on walking up or down. It’s always fun, especially when I reach the top.

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