you'd think the old Duke's get fed up with the view and turn round sometime and watch the parkrun, but then I suppose his hat'd fall off eh?

so now we're almost all down at the start and it's the final few moments before you all rush of and get hot and breathless whilst the those of left behind can only shiver at the sight of so much exposed flesh on a wintery February morning . .

look out! I've got competition!!

and as the seconds tick closer to 9 am . . a final briefing for the runners . .