: The Relevance of Thirty Nine
17th April 2019
boys,” I said as we set off from where we
had parked at High Row. Do you know
the relevance of thirty nine to today?”
looked puzzled. All except Stan.
had his step counter turned on. “Well,”
he said. “It can’t be anything to do with
John Buchan. I think we are going
to do a bit more than Thirty Nine Steps
today! Not Thirty Nine Thousand ?
It can't be.”
was, of course, right though I did cause
him and the others to take a few more steps
than strictly necessary due to trying to
navigate at the same time as dealing with
an estate agent on the telephone. The
direction we took was not quite that intended.
I think it was better as it led us up to
the small peak appropriately, given the
nature of the discussion, called High Brow
rather than across a potentially boggy area.
On the other hand, the bog probably
would have been quite dry, given this run
of fine weather.
we were approaching Randerside, Martin,
who has a connection on the French Riviera,
shared with us his knowledge of a private
sports club in Monte Carlo. "That’s
called Thirty Nine," he explained.
Maybe but it’s not my thirty nine.
it was hazy and the early photos are not
wonderful. It was also chilly as we
approached Great Dodd, the zenith of the
stopped in the lea of the shelter to eat.
Mike- a retired hotelier- had inspiration.
He remembered that there are at least
a couple of restaurants called Thirty Nine
Desserts. Had I brought some of their
tarts along for lunch to celebrate my birthday?
Calfhow Pike, Brian, who also is well
travelled, suddenly recalled his Japanese
and explained that the clue to remembering
two of their numbers is to say Thank You.
He informed us that 3 is San and 9
is Kyo. 39. Interesting but not relevant.
we reached our second main objective, Clough
Head, Brian had another go, displaying a
hitherto unbeknown to us grasp of historical
religious knowledge. He wondered if it had
anything to do with the 1591 Thirty-nine
Articles of the Church of England? No.
White Peak, there were no more suggestions.
The view was too good. Stan
just smiled. He knew.
returned to the car by the Old Coach Road.
The Long Old Coach Road. The
Long and Winding Old Coach Road. The Long,
Winding and Undulatin..… you get my drift!
It was a long way back.
Mike displayed his knowledge of yoof culture
in which, according to the Urban Dictionary,
39 means a person of Hebrew descent though
I can’t think why. Not relevant.
observed that as 42 was the meaning of life,
the universe and everything (according to
the Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy),
maybe 39 represented quite a lot of knowledge?
shepherd was rounding up his sheep, or to
be more precise two of his dogs were. They
were romping up near vertical slopes to
bring them under control whilst a third
limped along gamely. How many sheep?
Dunno. Didn't count them.
finished up at the Royal Hotel at Dockray.
Tony had a last try. "Well
I know it’s your birthday tomorrow but you
are a bit older than that. I think
it’s a wind up. You're going to say it is
one more than 38."
said Stan. "It’s obvious when you look
at our Wainwright charts. With today's Great
Dodd and Clough Head, Don’s caught
me up. We both now have exactly 39
left to do. That's the relevance."
others looked exasperated with me and no
surprise. They forgave me, however,
when I bought them all a beer so they could
toast me a happy birthday.
Thursday 17th April 2019