In the middle of Tuesday night, under the cover of darkness, I ran all the way around Kenilworth castle in nothing but my pants (and a hat, and a pair of trainers - which I think is allowed as it's a harsh winter night). I decided to take Morris for support (he would be running virtually naked as well). I also thought that if anyone approached us we could both bark at them, which should keep any weirdos at bay.
Fortunately nobody saw me until right at the end, when I was stopped in my tracks by a pair of bright headlights beaming directly at me. I hurriedly got into the car, so Clare could drive us away at high speed (after she'd taken a few photos and laughed a lot).
So there you go, I am eagerly anticipating a nice cheesecake promised by Clare, and I'm already thinking about December's task: to make a short film with morris.
8 comments:
Haha, nice one Richie! I can imagine the look on a random stranger's face if you and Morris ended up barking at them :)
Well, it's nothing compared to the capers of a certain young mountain biker...
I am very impressed! Next time, though, why don't you put a cap on Morris....that matches yours, of course.
Richard, You are mad, but you are unique.
Love Mum and Dad.
Uh, maybe no pictures next time?
Just kidding, hot bod.
errrr - I don't think there will be a 'next time'.
Outstanding, ha! Isn't married life supposed to draw all that sort of behaviour out of a man? If so, there's hope for me! :-D
Yes!! awesome, glad you did it buddy! Totally chuffed you decided to do my idea first.
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