Starting equipped with sausage rolls from the butcher,we set off up the hill to the North Downs.
All the way along on the flat to Westwell where we turned left up the hill to the Gliding club.
Back in to the woods and then down,down,down to the Church and the car park.
We met a lady who was not a cockney and wasn't Vic Reeves' mum.
I have just had a Hot Cross Bun and strawberry jam and a pot of tea .
5 blokes and 7 miles if you include the Hypotenuse.
|The seat that Gordon broke on his last visit|
|Elderly gentlemen flogging up the hill|
|This clock shows the correct time (GMT/Zulu)|
|Henry VIII passed this way with 1500 foot soldiers and 500 mounted en route to the Field of The Cloth of Gold at Calais.|