Pub Run

Tonight was the Carnethy Hill Running Club "Annual International Infamous Club Pub Run".

We ran about 11 miles, on and off road, and took in a dozen pubs. There were Santas and elves, men with Christmas trees growing out of their heads, trios in fairy lights, pairs of penguins and pink mini-dresses. The regular clientele were surprised, shocked, worried, annoyed or amused.

Bob was dressed identically to Sam here (the one in the gold lamé) and they both went round on a small two feet high tandem.

Richard and Vlad had arrived from Moscow to validate the run's international title.

Such fun but so difficult getting out of bed the next morning.