BAREFOOT BRITAIN_ Episode 12

Got lots and lots of people coming to run me out of Edinburgh, which is so nice! Look at how crazy! That is so nice. I hope someone knows where they're going, because I just about do. Woo! So this is the biggest crowd I've had come run me so far out of Edinburgh, and we've still got... 2, 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15... We've still got 16 runners with us. It's been hilly this morning, and some of us are starting to struggle, so it's pretty good timing for a little stop. Will there be a Shandy? That's what I want to know. I'm keen for a Shandy, although last time I had a Shandy, I nearly fell over. We've still got lots of shiny, happy people! On a suburban adventure. This is just amazing! I'm running barefoot, off a hill, in the Scottish countryside. Evening breeze! Beautiful clouds! Two cracking girls behind me! Amazing! Just gone through! Just gone through 22 miles now! Woo! And that is it! The end of today's run! Job done! First day back on the road. Just got to say goodbye to Barry, because I'm leaving him for a week now. Bye Barry! Be good, won't you? Spread love and kindness all the way down to Newcastle. I'll see you in a week. Donald and Morag hosted me last night with their daughter-in-law, Anna, who I've met before. And Donald, I think, is going to bagpipe me out, because it's my last day in Scotland. I thought he was joking! But he's got his bagpipes, and he's wearing a kilt. That is a man that's armed and dangerous. What a way to leave! Robin has just told me that her beautiful poochie has stuff on the paws to protect from the heat. And I've just thought, can I put that stuff on my paws? What's it called? Bark and Ride! Okay, Bark and Ride paw wax. I'm coming for you. And that is it! We are leaving Scotland. I was expecting there to be some kind of big fanfare. You know, maybe some pie and chips. But we are about to enter into England. Look at that! I am in England. Woo! That is so sad. I'm so sad to be leaving Scotland. Goodbye, Scotland. You've been amazing for two whole months and 750 miles. But it is time for the English chapter of Barefoot Britain. Feels the same as Scotland, doesn't it? I've taken a little diversion onto some trail, onto St Cuthbert's Way. Let's hope I don't end up regretting this. So I just got the map out. When I hit the trail back at the road about half a mile back, I went the wrong way on the trail. What is wrong with me? Added a mile onto today's run. Just completely unnecessary. What a goose! My first sign for Newcastle. It is 49 miles away apparently. I think that's a direct route. Today has just been filled with no one and nothing except miles and miles and miles of roads like this. Just quiet country lanes. It's really nice. I'm really enjoying myself. Just into the evening now. It's about five o'clock in the evening. Feeling very zen.