On the basis that the assigned run reporter namely Michael did not look that enthusiastic about doing the report on leaving the pub last night, I've decided to take the initiative even though I'm up to my eyeballs in it at the moment - 11+ revision, geography projects, new school shoes and off on holiday next Wednesday. Its ok you lot - just carry on sitting at your desks having fun.
Following Amanda's sharp reminder that any further fall in numbers would incur her wrath, eight obediently turned up and made a variety of pathetic excuses for the previous week - jules, me, duds, dominique, jules, kate, Steve S and Michael - yes amanda was there as well.
Jules trudged in from Radnage just 3 miles away and told us the great news that we were going to do a mini roller coaster. An hour later once Jules had herded three sheep to their death along the way, taken us up three very sharp climbs including the windmill and still had time to take a group photo with the late summer mist rising in the far hills, we completed a very pleasant run.
Following Amanda's sharp reminder that any further fall in numbers would incur her wrath, eight obediently turned up and made a variety of pathetic excuses for the previous week - jules, me, duds, dominique, jules, kate, Steve S and Michael - yes amanda was there as well.
Jules trudged in from Radnage just 3 miles away and told us the great news that we were going to do a mini roller coaster. An hour later once Jules had herded three sheep to their death along the way, taken us up three very sharp climbs including the windmill and still had time to take a group photo with the late summer mist rising in the far hills, we completed a very pleasant run.
By the WindMill (almost home!!)Once inside the pub we decided that it was even more of a dead cert for eviction from the pub circuit than Nikki from BB - no I don't watch it. No Stella or Kronenbourg, Wasteiner was off, no pork scratchings, crappy crisps, no plain salted nuts and some fat bloke sitting at the bar who apparently was Jules and Amanda's butcher had the most appalling BO. Does Digby still have anything to do with this pub??
Good banter once the first drink started hitting the sides - J & A told us about Slovakia (its ok Duds explained to me in a rather condescending tone where that was and how it came about), Dominique livened up the party by making a bottle of water last through 3 rounds and then had the cheek to complain about Steve's scaly hard heels and show her distaste for group sex - quite right too I say. It was also one of those evenings when Duds in his amazingly subtle way introduced the subject of serial killers - yes we all know them and we all have our favourites - Peter Sutcliffe (apparently the police interviewed him 4 times before he was caught - yes coppers are thick generally), Harold Shipman and many others all of whom Duds had read about.
Next week we're off to........................................wait for it ...............................The Black Lion in Naphill - for those who are clueless about whereabouts - ask someone. I won't be there, off to France to recover from my Sunday half marathon.
Jusque plus tard
JB
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