The Final Countdown

Less than 12 hours until I cross the line to start The Parish Walk. My race number is secured to my  hi-viz vest with safety pins. Scotch eggs are ready. A team of highly trained nutritionists will be in place around the course. I even have a roving scotch egg courier standing by on a high performace motorbike should he be needed. All I need now is for the rain to stop. I might treat myself to a pint in the Whitehouse if I reach Peel.