WW 29th August 2012

And it all seemed to simple. Always wondered how they wrote all those magazines. Pages and pages of it. Going on and on. Just thought all they needed was one edition, ever. Two sentences. Two words in each. Left foot. Right foot. But no there really is an awful lot to think about. It really is terribly complicated. There really are options, choices, decisions to make. Things to talk about. What to do? When to do it? Where to do it? What happens if? And what happens if not? Simple me just thought: 

1. 7 o'clock, Wednesday, boots on, out.
2. If wet - get wet.
3. If muddy - get muddy.
4. If cold - get cold.
5. If hot - get hot.
6. If dark - put torch on. 

Still that's what we did. To Postbridge, a goodly gathering of all those who were there. No one in charge. Good company. Up to the Beehive for a nice drink. Round the Dart under a stuttering moon. To the lovely waterfall. Round and back. To The PoW. Nice and simple.