Sunday, 2 December 2012

Gotham, 2 December 2012

Plentiful signage (although it would have been better with some yellow paint, obviously).

As it was technically Advent Sunday – and therefore time for the opening of twee little chocolate calendars, but not, repeat not, Christmas, a select posse of LRWG amblers abandoned the prematurity of tinsel town in favour of Gotham City.  Well, OK, it’s actually a village, the title of which originally means the ‘home of goats’, but Washington Irving (when he wasn’t camped out in one of the bedrooms of the Alhambra palace, oddly enough) nick-named New York Gotham in honour of this corner of Nottinghamshire’s reputation for extreme foolishness, and then someone from DC Comics got a bit carried away and... well, you know the rest.
Nottinghamshire rambling.  An enormous steaming heap of dung.

Turning up this morning did not count as foolishness of any sort, as the sun was shining, the ground was nice and crunchy with ice rather than sloppy mud, and we had a figure of eight to describe.  The figure of eight route naturally indicated that we had found a nearby nectar-based food source, indicated at a specific angle to the sun, until A&A kindly reminded us that we weren’t bees.  So, flying being a non-option, we had to walk.  Off we buzzed.
This Lesser-Bobbled Walkleader is so focused on tracking his prey that he is unaware of our camera in the undergrowth

A fine day for walking it was too, with exactly the perfect weather for doing it, no getting lost, and a cracking brace of real ale watering holes.  Pub Number One was especially welcome given that the previously intended lunching locale turned out to have been claimed by a huge self-combusting pile of ripe manure, looking surprisingly scenic in the low sun but rather less pleasantly aromatic than one may have wished.  But, the usual extra topping of merry banter continued all ‘round and another success has been scored.  Congratulations to Matthew on leading his first LRWG expedition!
Nottingham attempts to twinkle alluringly in the distance.  Attempts.


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