Well what a weekend eh!
Don’t really know where to start - well i haven’t to do any spelling mistakes according to Mr Weezing Donkey - who has now coincidently started calling me "Dave Fowlup".........Fowlup and dont know why and Dave because either dementia of alcohol hit him this morning. haha
The walk up the grassy slope to Robinson nearly killed me, but once we got to the top and set up the super-duper Felll Pony flag it was reet.
My god taking the times of everyone is chaotic.....didn’t manage to take any photos of runners or hand out any cake or flapjacks.......p.s to merry......sorry if i sounded like i snapped at you about not nicking all the drink because it was Emma’s.....realised i had a flippin spare bottle of water in my bag a few hours later and you could have taken that round with you.
Wogger Wabbit decided it was game over on the CP and stayed with us and then swept the course with us whilst we stuck with the last but very nice Ilkley Lady who we ran/jogged/walked the entire course with until the finish.
What weather though, my neck is on fire from sunburn.
What happened to Daz H and Emmi's calve?
Mudlugger.....i did shout you on Robinson but you just ran past oblivious, good to see all the other ponies out!
Oh and for Daz H, a 2009 version of Mr Village Hall Floor Sweeper.
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