After a huge bowl of porridge at breakfast I got a lift back up to where I left off last night in Coldingham (the pub). I walked back down to 'The Mill Race' which is where www.woolfish.co.uk are based and collected my rucksack before heading on down the road to St Abb's which is a lovely little fishing village. On the way in I past the 'Ebba Centre' run by an inspirational woman called Helen Crowe who I gather has been the driving force behind getting this brilliant community centre up and running. She very kindly made me a packed lunch for free and made AND made a donation. Then on down to the little harbour where quite a few divers were returning from their dive. Apparantly the water here is very clear and is rich in a diverse range of underwater creatures! Although I was still north of the border there were plenty of northern English accents. From here it was all coast path walking from Coldingham Bay to Eyemouth and Burnmouth. Then I CROSSED THE BORDER back into England after almost two years of walking in stages, so for me it was a BIG moment. Although I wanted to tell the world (and I did Tweet at the time) I rang Philippa and various members of my family to share my excitement. They are a tolerant lot! Actually they were all genuinelly excited for me and I really feel as though progress south is being made. The border is a couple of miles north of Berwick upon Tweed and there is a sign marking the exact point on the East Coast Mainline. I celebrated in true rock'n'roll fashion with a cup of tea from my flask and some chocolate. In fact, as I looked out to sea from my vantage point I saw a pod of porpoises (or dolphins) making their way along the coast. Great! On the outskirts of Berwick I cut through a caravan park and made my way into the town to stay the night.
