‘‘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
