Yesterday I ...took the fast train to Folkestone (the town will never win any awards for tourism) [photo] ...climbed up to the cliff edge behind the town (lovely view, except it was of Folkestone) ...walked along the North Downs Way (just the last six miles, not the whole lot) ...passed through the Battle of Britain of Memorial (of which more later) ...crossed the top of Folkestone Warren (in places, rather close to the cliff edge) [photo] ...found an acoustic sound mirror at Abbott's Cliff (ooh, wasn't expecting that) [photo] ...poked around in some ruined WW2 defences (and on top of a couple of them too) ...looked down onto artificial Samphire Hoe (but found no easy way to walk to it) [photo][photo] ...strode to the very top of ShakespeareCliff (with the Channel Tunnel underneath) [photo] ...watched the ferries chugging in and out of Dover Harbour (France was intermittently visible) ...climbed to the top of Western Heights (Dover's enormous Napoleonic defences) ...encircled Drop Redoubt (it's their Open Weekend next week, if you like old historical stuff) ...hated Dover High Street (the locals aren't in any way upmarket, are they?) ...took the fast train home (from Dover to my place in less than 90 minutes, wow)