On a soft, soft Dartmoor evening we were delighted to be joined by one of the original cast members. We dutifully put on our waterproofs to stop the rain and set out over Gutter Tor to Ditsworthy to chat with the soldiers. Quite odd, they were patiently waiting with their guns to be attacked and we were bimbling about and off to the pub. The Plym was roaring as we headed along the banks and round to Lower Hartor Torter Tors for tea. Round the old leat through Evil Combe and up to Eylesbarrow before following the PCWW stones back. To the Oak which was pleasantly busy as usual to catch up on all the news. Between Wednesdays things must always happen, sometimes these happen to those we care for and out thoughts go out to them.