Well it is hard to understand why there is not a clear list of all the things you do not know about or maybe even have not thought about then that way you would know where to go and what to look for it and would be able to find it and tick it off only makes sense if you think about it doesn't it I mean just what is the point of there being all these things that you don't know makes you wonder just what these teachers get paid for not telling you things bet they do it on purpose just to cause you bother so we found it in fact there are two of them one large and one huge and also what about things you haven't been able to do for years and years and yet you can go on the tinternet and find out how to do them and then really annoy people with what you can do and nearly get thrown out of pubs and with all that going on you nearly crash the car and go the wrong way round Golden Dagger Vitifer and Birch and learn that him with the cull has gone and moved to the smoke no wonder he went in secret at least there was some good news one of the mob im is already running all over the place like a demented fool and the other one is nearly fixed up good and proper again and no doubt he will soon be running about all over the place just what more is going on and why doesn't someone just tell us what are they paid for and no wonder people don't know what is going on and get all confused it is just political correctness gone mad with all this stuff happening or not happening and not telling you isn't it I mean it just doesn't make any sense does it?WW 29th February 2012
Well it is hard to understand why there is not a clear list of all the things you do not know about or maybe even have not thought about then that way you would know where to go and what to look for it and would be able to find it and tick it off only makes sense if you think about it doesn't it I mean just what is the point of there being all these things that you don't know makes you wonder just what these teachers get paid for not telling you things bet they do it on purpose just to cause you bother so we found it in fact there are two of them one large and one huge and also what about things you haven't been able to do for years and years and yet you can go on the tinternet and find out how to do them and then really annoy people with what you can do and nearly get thrown out of pubs and with all that going on you nearly crash the car and go the wrong way round Golden Dagger Vitifer and Birch and learn that him with the cull has gone and moved to the smoke no wonder he went in secret at least there was some good news one of the mob im is already running all over the place like a demented fool and the other one is nearly fixed up good and proper again and no doubt he will soon be running about all over the place just what more is going on and why doesn't someone just tell us what are they paid for and no wonder people don't know what is going on and get all confused it is just political correctness gone mad with all this stuff happening or not happening and not telling you isn't it I mean it just doesn't make any sense does it?WW 22nd February 2012
I dunno: that Dartmoor. Just when you think you’ve got it cracked.....
Pork Hill car park to Cox Tor ? Easy-peasy, even in the damp and the clag and the mist. Uphill until you can go no further, then stop. Thus we trogged to the trig point behind our navigator with he who sells wine and he who sold homes yackering away like a couple of demented jackdaws. Next stop, Roos. Well, you would, wouldn’t you ? Besides, what could possibly go wrong ? Eschewing map, compass and electronic aids and with all the confidence of his years, our newly-lean and intrepid leader strides off unhesitatingly into the mist towards Chipping Norton. Others pause en route to Roos and scan the gloom, torch-beams diffusing into misty moorland softness as we realise there should perhaps be rather more of us than there are. A scan for lights against the darkness and an eventual regrouping is followed by a hurried consultation of... the map. A swift conferring of rumours, a blind hazarding of guesses and on we tramp. Suddenly, out of the gloom, the gleam and swish of a car’s yellowed headlights . Next thing we know, we’re on tarmac. A turn to the left and - blimey ! I could swear I left a car just like that at Pork Hill car park ! Time ? 2035. And so to the Whitty. Mine’s a pint of Jail, thanks. Pete.
WW 15th February 2012
A chatty starry night to catch up on all the new news and the old news round and up Sheepstor down to the concentric stone circles for tea then down to Middleworth to gaze at the wonderful stars before heading back to the pub where 'e was awaiting us having almost recovered from his squeezebox phobia or some other ailment but then they turned up so 'e had to run away.
WW 8th February 2012
They were back, well most of them, and they asked us where we had been, cheeky monkeys, of course we went there, round our large table, and he was there, the other one, chipper as ever, promising to be out next week, everyone asked about 'im and were jolly pleased to hear 'e is getting along well, hope to see 'im out soon, before all that we gathered, under a 100% waning gibbous, quite a nip in the air, out round under Kings Tor and on along, up Leeden for a cuppa, across the frozen bog, admire the icicles in Foggintor and back.
WW 1st February 2012
Safely tucked away, almost forgotten about, sometimes wonder why you bought it, at all, because, it just never is, quite the right weather, but then, perhaps only once a year, the right day comes, cold and dry, so you can wear it, and traipse over the frozen mud, snug and smug, all nice and cozy, on a star filled night, up past Stephen's Grave, and on, into the wind, round the end of the wall, hunker down for a cup of tea, and on to Great Combe Tor, over the river and back, to a very quiet pub, where we wet Ellis Donald's head.
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