You obviously inherit your love of walking from her?
I wouldn’t put it quite like that Marmight
As children, my younger sister and I were dragged unwillingly up and down the Lakeland fells and endured Saturday walks in the Peak District, mitigated only by the promise of fish & chips for tea on the way home.
It wasn’t till I was old enough to plan excursions myself & go off with my school friends, youth hostelling in the Lakes and Yorkshire Dales, that I really appreciated that I should have been more grateful to my parents for introducing me to the joys of the countryside and the open road!