I like to think that my own suspiciously blissful and regular forays into the hills of old MD's beloved Borrowdale, echo the spirit of the man himself.....So much so that if I could get away with it, I am, in moments of lyrical silliness, actually tempted to temporarily adopt his unique sartorial style whilst meandering the fells........but maybe not.......the high altitude branch of Social Services may be subsequently scrambled.....I shall content myself with continuing to enjoy the lifelong interests that unknowingly yet spookily exactly
mirror Millican's individual activities.....and outlook. Yay me.
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