As I have wandered far and wide across England [read: visited three towns] in the last year, I have encountered Desire Paths (which is, if you need a reminder, an unplanned route or path (such as one worn into a grassy surface by repeated foot traffic) that is used by pedestrians in preference to or in the absence of a designated alternative (such as a paved pathway)) laid bare under the merciless glare of the sun and revealed in the overgrown and unkempt weeds by the busy roads. Where urban planners forgot about, or just didn’t care about people who can’t use cars, is where you’ll be most likely to spot your own Desire Path!

Take care of yourselves everyone, and always walk where you wanna walk. Fuck the Man!