Henfold - Rusper - Denbies
Apologies for the self-promotion, but I couldn't resist it.
Double figures met at Henfold Lakes for the first bacon sandwich
of 2013 - there goes one New Year resolution. What happened to Pam and Irene? One of our number, Matt, had
other fish to fry, so then there were 9 for the ride to Rusper. This was just 3 miles as the crow flies.
Expectations of an early lunch were dashed, however, as the crow had other
ideas. Our feathered friend led us a
merry dance via Newdigate, Charlwood, Ifield Green and Lamb’s Green. We then
savoured some newly spread tarmac at Wimlands, before settling just before 1pm on
our imposing lunch-time perch at the Plough and Attic Rooms in Rusper.
We were warmly
welcomed and shown to a fine, oak-beamed Attic Room, set up for a baronial
feast. I did rather lack my former embonpoint to adequately fill the baronial
chair. Food and beer (Rudolph) were good with nobody impatient to leave. When
we did set off, it really was an ‘as the crow flies’ scamper for a leisurely
tea and cake at Denbies, before taking advantage of some remaining daylight to
find our separate ways home.
My number of the
day, to parrot Jeff Randall, was 0. That represents the number of raindrops
that fell to dampen our enthusiasm during the day. Good to see you all and
goodnight.
Jeff
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