The Chase

The High Street seemed unusually busy I thought. I'll take a photograph said I, stepping out into the roadway. Then the buggers all started running towards me. I'm still going to get a shot! I started running backwards, camera in hand. They kept coming! I ran backwards faster. Still they ran at me. 10 kilometres later I'm absolutely bloody knackered but the good news is I apparently have a medal and a blip is in the bag.

Miserable day for it, very cold and wet but spirits seemed high. Well done them.