Saturday Runners

Coffee Is The Point

Waiting At The Top

The Little Plastic Tag

First One There

Mud On The Step

Nothing In The Hoof Yet

Four Shoes To Tie

Stairs, The Day After

Straight Through It

Uphill Is The Easy Bit

Still On The Corner

This Way, Well Done

Clapping In The Queue

Cones On The Horn

Claps At Breakfast

Paddle In The Teeth

Cannot Pose Properly

Camping Chair, Still Going

Long After Dark

Tea Without Stopping

Loudest For The Last

Nobody Left To Clap

The Watch Disagrees