Another night of murk, mizzle and mud. Never mind
Three of us met up, me, 'er and one other. We didn't have clue where we were going, but nevertheless we followed a rocky track until we came up against a raging torrent of unknown river. In true pioneering style we took a leap of faith yelling "go for it" in unison, and landed safely on the other side.
Onwards and upwards to the tallest tor without any effort what so ever, (if only) only of course to run down again like three young gazelles. I don't know how we do it!!
Suddenly the fab moon showed itself between the swirling clouds and showed us the way to the pub that is always open, warm and very cheap beer on sale. Perfect!
We put the world and ourselves to rights until it was time to go home.
We were out the door and zoomed off in different directions to our warm comfy homes.
All good fun!
PS
Dear Mr Coupland, sir, Can we do a zoom walk every Wednesday evening.
Please, please.
Brenda