All the best runs end in the pub but this time our purpose was the pub.

Richard was early and ready to go while Andy was briefly stuck in traffic. We decided to take the long(ish) route of a whopping 1 mile through town rather than taking the direct and even shorter route.

Fay and Sallyann were already at the pub with leaflets prepped and folding underway. We made short work of the folding, once Rich got going I don't think he was able to stop. Andy managed a further 1.2 miles while leaflet folding from his chair.

Cold pints are an excellent substitute for damp sponges and/or the old school finger lick for shuffling paper.