Hazel, we presume you had a conducive run this Sunday morning and in conditions that were most favourable for the group that you were leading.
The group from Bullocks Lane, which Donworkin joined, appeared to enjoy themselves with Tux at the helm. He (Don), left several minutes before the the rest did so as to steal a march on them cos these days, Don, unfortunately, isn't able to keep the pace they're capable of sustaining. But knowing the route gave him a big advantage, to the extent corners could be taken if need arises- which, on a couple of occasions, they were, and so allowed the old sod to stay in contact through to the end of the run. And I must say That was rather pleasing and therapeutic for Donworkin, and it made his day- no amount of pills could replace that sort of feeling, if you know what I mean.
The conditions felt close at times but still enjoyable, though rather wet underfoot in the long grass. The shower that came later on had a few of us reaching for our cags but it didn't last and before we knew it the run was over and we all piled into the garden centre for a deserving hot drink and a tasty snack.
Thanks for leading Tux, and for wearing a hat without horns.