Moddell dogs, nasty bogs, mucky clogs

Tuesday: 9 February - The Fox Revived, Norwood Hill (brunningandprice company history)- 81/2 miles - our top limit!

N.B. This pub doesn't accept dogs - only credit cards - ha ha ha ha ha.

Walkers: Farty, T.B., Windy, 12 legs, Clat;-Wendy un-available , due to burst pipes, and no Sally for lunch, either.

Weather: all sorts - sleet, hail and some sunshine - but flippin' cold, and a biting northerly wind. Headgear was a necessity, and Clat didn't care that she looked like Deputy Dawg with glasses.

Find of the walk: sadly (again), a dead long-tailed tit (the feathered variety) with ginger ninja eyebrows - fascinating.

We set off at a pace due to a bid of roadwork, and were passed by a huge Polish lorry - more later. The moddell dogs looked resplendent in their Burberry type coats, with stylish belts and turned-up collars - dogs from catwalks? what -ever next?

The route took us past several farms, so lots of poo and all kinds of s--t. Very boggy in parts, and quite a few road 'interruptions' which was a shame. We noticed that some previously missing way-markers had been replaced, so perhaps our e-mails to the council are working. Many stiles were encountered, some wonky, some challenging to men's dangly bits, and not many were dog-friendly, so various lifting techniques were adopted.

We traversed through small-holdings, round the biggest dung heap in the world, and spotted a quick brown fox, and a bouncing donkey. At one point we met the local Postman Pat, (the sort who reads your postcards) , who asked us if we were lost, as he had seen us ages ago, and commented on our slow progress - it was flippin' muddy! He told us the polish lorry-driver WAS lost, and that his sat-navski had given the wrong directions - apparently this happens quite often 'round these parts' .

A little urban walking occurred, through the village of Charlwood, and past the chapel, before heading for home. A few alterations were also made to the walk, to get us back in time for last food orders - 1500 at this pub.

Sadly, because of dog-ban, Sue had to leave and we lunched in this newly re-furbished hostelry. Friendly welcome, efficient service, good prices, and a wide range of food choices. Windy was liberal with her chips !!!!!

The next walk could be Tues 16 Feb., which will be run by Mon., as Clat is on a sojourn to Portsmouth, but will not be fraternising with any sailors.