Jabbering Joggers

This morning, whilst working on refurbishing Matilda's roof rack, I heard the din of chattering people. It was like a swarm of bees moving up the street.

By the time I put down my paint brush and moved to the front of the drive 18 joggers slowly passed by heading up the road.

I'm sure all 18 were talking so I'm not sure who was listening or if it was a total anaerobic exercise they were taking part in. Maybe they were all on their phones...