To begin with, three pictures which were taken last night, after the day's diary page had been completed - and yes, we did get the guitars and instruments out and have a sing-song. The first shows that this Pilgrims Live website is followed as avidly by the pilgrims who are present as by those who are absent. The second pair shows that you can be holy and drunk simultaneously.

And now for today:-

We set off, yet again, in sunshine.

Less than half a mile took us to St Margaret's Church.

We had another co-celebrated Anglican/RC eucharist with the Vicar of St Margaret's and Father David.

Our footpath crossed the River Medway on a bridge shared with the motorway. On our left was a double-glazed barrier to protect us from the noise of the traffic and, presumably, the traffic itself.

On our right was a more worthwhile view.

Soon we had left the motorway and Rochester behind and were walking through woods and fields once more.

At Luddesdown (or is it Luddesdowne - different official signs had different spellings), most chose to dine in the garden once more, enjoying the sunshine. For Tineke, lunchtime ended all too soon and so Sue helped her with her pudding so we could get on the move again.

Not far to go though as our next appointment was at Luddesdowne church.

Here, we were given a long and informative talk on the history of this medieval church, which has many stunning, painted wall decorations, and its Victorian renovation.

We were joined for the afternoon by Father Joe Kengah, a Kenyan priest who was with us in 2000 and 2002. He is working in the UK at the moment, but will be returning home in September.

Trosley Country Park Visitors Centre provided a welcome break in the afternoon. Ice creams were very popular.

A short walk on a busy road was needed later on. The challenge was finding somewhere to cross.

Our final church of the day was St George's, Wrotham.

Here the parishioners provided us with a lovely spread of cakes, biscuits, tea and coffee.

Maurice spoke on today's theme of gentleness. He used the situation of walkers' appropriate response to angry landowners disputing our right of way as an example of gentleness. We concluded by singing 'Dear Lord and Father of mankind', with it's reference to the 'still small voice of calm'.

We set off from the church with about 4.5 miles still to go . . .

. . . leaving these two young parishioners with the washing up.

Before we made our final descent into Kemsing, we passed this cross on the edge of the hill. There was no plaque or inscription, so its precise purpose is unknown.

We arrived at our hall, Kemsing Primary School, quite late. Some folk went to the pub, others stayed in.

As I finish off this diary page (it is now Friday morning), the sky is grey and the rain drops are pattering on the roof. The weather appears to have turned, but the local forecast still insists 'sunny intervals'. Tune in later for the next exciting episode . . .