Also, that is crazy about your knee. What a trooper. I think I would make someone carry me the rest of the way if I busted my knee!
Well no bones were broken - obviously, lol! It was just extremely swollen with lots of fluid on it, major bruising, skinned up, etc. When I fell, we were in the middle of nowhere with no mobile reception, and we still had 5 or 6 miles left to walk for that day. Steve had laughed at me for packing first aid kit ('Why do we need all this stuff?!') in the beginning, but quickly found out why that's a really good idea. So after having a good cry, I tweezed the dirt & gravel out, smeared on the Neosporin & slapped on the plasters, and got up to see if I could still walk. Since I could still stand and walk, I just kept
walking hobbling... At the end of the walk, the fluid & bruising was traveling down my leg to my ankle which then got all swelled up (because I should have stayed off my feet after I hurt myself) - so that took me to A&E where they gave me a right telling off.

Still have some minor nerve damage (no feeling) on the surface skin of that knee - an area now about the size of a 50p coin.
Mrs R, I *heart* how you highlight the pubs! With that amount of walking, I'd need the pubs to motivate me for sure! 
It sure does make a hard, hurty & sweaty (or chilly) walk better if you know there's a pint of beer/cider waiting for you there (and maybe an open fire if it's cold out), either part-way through the walk or at the end!
