A few hardy souls ventured out tonight onto the hallowed surface.

Debate raged on the likelihood of further rain; thankfully the flatness of the surface meant few puddles.

As Judge Blackburn handed out the sentences some affected bravado, others choosing (wisely?)to keep their counsel.

and then it was begun. And it was pain.

We followed a fast-moving apparition in white. Known henceforth, and for reasons not yet clear, as The “Green Machine”.

And at the end, as we basked in the endorphin-fuelled hope and glow, we all agreed.

same time next week.

An Anonymous reporter.

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This is excellent Lloyd. Perhaps I could write a Haiku after next week's session?
What about a limerick?

I think we’re onto something here. Everyone should take it in turns !

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