What sort of things do normal people do on a Sunday evening at 5pm. Perhaps they have a light supper following Sunday lunch. Perhaps chill with Proseco reading the Sunday papers' style magazine.

Talking about style: welcome to the world of hashing as devised by Exhibitionist and Glassy Lady.

Exhibitionist had enough confidence in us to deem it necessary to escort us through the public path bounding the sad creatures caged in the "Greenfields" experience.

A few tricky checks - communications impacted by traffic roar on the M6 slowed us down and then the Rambos headed off on a long loop from the Wimps.

Notwithstanding, the above carping, this was a good run and I was totally glad our hares had made the effort. We didn't join the bunch heading to the Royal Station Hotel and the circle was missed in the interests of time.

Lurch