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Despite the windy conditions I slept very well that night, obviously needing the rest, and woke up feeling much better. My brother-in-law offered me his spare pair of walking shoes. I looked at my own boots and shuddered at the thought of putting them back on again and said yes to the loaned shoes. They were so much more comfortable straight away.

Watlington was quite a charming little village the first time we drove through it, but after driving back and forth doing the car shuffle we realised it would probably be better if there was a bypass of some sort. The streets were very narrow and couldn’t really cope with the large 4x4’s driving through it.

We had set up camp in Crowmarsh Gifford the night before and walked into Wallingford to explore. As we crossed over the river Thames, we saw it was in flood, flowing quite fast. A barge had got stuck on the bank when the river was higher and was half in the water and half on the river bank. On the other side, the riverside footpath looked very wet.

The wind had died down and the sun came out a bit. We started walking from the small car park near Court Hill Centre and headed along a farm track, before it turned to a wide grassy track. It was nice going, passing the Baron Wantage monument, with views of Wantage and then Scutchcambe Knob, an iron age round barrow.

We were driving towards the layby where we parked the day before, but noticed that this section of the ridgeway was all road. As exciting as the prospect of walking a bridge crossing the M4 was, we decided to turn around and park the car at Foxhill and start from there instead.