Alan, Allan,
Davie C, Davie Mc, Gus, Jimmy, Malcolm, Paul, Rex, Robert
See above
for all the names
Waste no
time and avoid the rain
The recent
weather has been a pain
Follow the
trail to Tibbie’s brig
Where fellow
travellers would have a cig
Make our way
to the covenanter’s stone
Have a
coffee and a bit of a moan
Underfoot
it’s getting wet
Though nothing
to worry about just yet
Stop at the
open cast hole in the ground
It’s filled
with water and not a soul around
Cross the
road, on tarmac now
The
weather’s holding , Paul, take a bow
Cut off at
the farm with the strange-looking sheep
A dead one
at the bridge made us weep
Up the hill
and stop for lunch
Shelter in a
copse, was our best hunch
‘It’s time
to move’, faither commanded
Make haste
before the first rains landed
The trail
beyond was flooded in bits
Jack and
Victor had the rest in fits
‘Show no
compassion,’ was said with a wink
As the two
backmarkers were left to sink
All
reassembled at the lunky hole
Soaking feet
had taken its toll
Down through
the wood seemed to be par
Whilst J and
V went straight for the car
The Empire
Bar was most convivial
As usual our
talk was insane and trivial
A good day
out, and we got it dry
Just!
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