‘‘Twas a few days before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring not even a mouse….

When suddenly on my phone there arose such a clatter (whatsapp)
I sprang from my chair to read what was the matter

And away to my phone and keyed in the pass(code)

The screen gave the list of objects we need

When what to my wondering eyes should appear

But a miniature sleigh complete with Santa, and eight tiny reindeer

Messages of tights, t-shirts, tutu’s and antlers abound

We knew in a moment it must be our kit 

More rapid than eagles our clothes we obtained

Race day was looming and prizes to gain

As we whistled and shouted our new reindeer names

On comet, on Cupid, on donner and blitzen!

As dry leaves before the hurricane fly

When we meet with obstacles we mount to the sky’s

Over fallen trees and through rivers we flew

Santa sprang in her sleigh and to her team gave a whistle 

And away we flew over hillside and moor

We heard people exclaim as we had the finish  in sight

“Eeh they did well them lasses staying together”

With much applause we ended our plight

Got first prize for giving such a sight

All bottles of beer to enjoy one night‘

Happy new year to all, and to all good running…

The ladies of NLFR got first prize for fancy dress and I know I am not page three material so I was very pleased we got page four in The Times.  A great team effort from Meg, Rose, Ruth, Caroline, Emma, Ann, Hilary, Hannah and me (or Santa, Rudolph, Donner, Blitzen, Dancer, Prancer, Comet, Cupid and Vixen).
Next year’s outfit is already in our thoughts….

Liz Casey