Ffs.
Braved the big woods. Was it frozen? Was it fuck. Only place that wasn't. Still as muddy as the Somme
Had to turn back halfway because it was just so impossible, and the girls were such moans.
DD1- my toe hurts
DD2- MY KNEE OUCHY
DD1- My jaw still won't crack
DD2- MY KNEE VERY SORE
DD1- God it's cooold
DD2- MY EYES STINGY
Then I looked down, and lo and behold, DD1, proud owner of a very good and expensive pair of hiking boots, and a les expensive but equally effective pair of wellies, who lives in the country, who was a Scout, who climbed her first mountain aged 7...
...... Was wearing the nice, new, shiny fucking fashion boots Santa brought her TWO WEEKS AGO.
About turn. Retreat. Fml. I'm going to have to rethink this, I can't be doing this every weekend between now and the end of February. I'm this close to doing what everyone on MN says not to, and going on a family trip to Tesco next weekend