A sure sign of the increasing average age of the Warts can be seen when we choose to drive a part of the way to the destination when in days of yore, we would have thought little of running all the way! So we drove to Redmires and ran from there, the usual route with the odd bit of tr****ss. There were a number of virgins in the group, all of whom were suitably deflowered in the moderately cold and in places, quite deep water. Some may ask, why we do it, to which the reply, as always, because it’s there! A little bit of excitement ensued upon our exit when two loyal Hathersage residents/busybodies, berated us at length for tr******ing! Clearly he was quite a shrewd fellow, as he did refer to Mr Holmes as a dickhead, or were we collective dickheads, we’ll never know. To avoid further encounters, we fought our way to the top of the hill and thence via Callow Bank to the waiting cars. A “cool” night with the odd snow flurry! I would post the map up but well…you know….
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