Date 16-Apr-16
Actual Distance km 31.00
Actual Distance miles 19.27
People 13
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We sat in a darkened train for a half an hour
Late starting, we walked through muddy fields.
A lonely, angry looking bull started at us
Escaping hostilities, we have him a wide berth.
We squelched through mud and slipped in slime
Along streams bordered with hosts of bluebells
Sheffield Park station's weekend pleasure seekers
Stared askance at our squalid, smelly crowd.
At an impromptu pub, found halfway along our walk
Our polyglot group talked of learning languages
While eating gourmet snacks and drinking limpid beer
We warmed ourselves by an enormous crackling fire
The Lingua Franca was rain, wet feet and swamps
That day we spent walking in the Wealden lands.
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