After another warm stay with Laura and Freddie, a much tougher day enfolded than route or weather should have given. So much so that a small bit of encouragement from an equally ragged (and possibly tipsy) ‘Harry’ on the Hastings promenade, hit home fairly deeply: “I hope you make it to where you want to go.... (5 seconds of holding eye contact)... I think you will’.

The nature of the challenge is setting into concrete now.