GM Fairy Snow called half the pack together at 1 minute to 11 to lead us in 2 minutes silence. The rebellious half of the pack gathered in the Bagshot Playing Fields entrance a few yards up the road.

It was primarily a woodland, leaf-strewn, run, rather long, exceptionally mild and enjoyable. A better than average turn-out at 28, including Hash Hobbit.

Down Downs

• The Hares, for taking us to Cobblers’ Hole
• Visitor Bolshy Bastard for tastelessness
• Cloggs - “Don’t tell the RA - Oh shit you are the RA”
• Velcro - “Where’s the RA when you need IT” And - would have been forgotten but she was handing out delicious sugar-laden home-made cakes
• Little Prick for her birthday
• No Entry who missed a down-down the previous week.

Some photos:

Out past the Bagshot Tennis Club:

A normal check masquerading as a one-blobber:

Across a water jump:

Past Pascal Wood Transmission Tower:

Birthday Cake Time: