Abstract
Perhaps naturally for an academic who researches mobility, who owns a boisterous golden retriever, and who lives in the countryside, I have spent much of my time over the summer months walking. First, under lockdown, then later, working from home, reeling like many from the topsy-turvy impacts of the lockdown on exams and marking, I found walking with my dog a chance to step back from the stresses of the moment. As someone who has spent little time in my home village due to work-related travels, despite having lived in the
Norfolk countryside for almost four years, walking through the fields and down the lanes hereabouts became for me a means of getting to know the area, its furrows and corners, its secrets and gestures, however belatedly.
Norfolk countryside for almost four years, walking through the fields and down the lanes hereabouts became for me a means of getting to know the area, its furrows and corners, its secrets and gestures, however belatedly.
Original language | English |
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Article number | 8 |
Pages (from-to) | 203-207 |
Number of pages | 5 |
Journal | Literary Geographies |
Volume | 6 |
Issue number | 2 |
Publication status | Published - 23 Dec 2020 |
Keywords
- Tolkien
- Walking
- Lockdown
- Stories
- Belonging