On Saturday 11th January Steve and I caught a 271 from just along the road to the Friars Oak pub near hassocks to join a huge group of largely retired folk, many from the Sun Alliance Insurance Co of Horsham, to trudge through mud for three hours.
Don’t get me wrong, it was a lovely bright and sunny day with blue skies – and lots of mud in wet fields. We headed past lots of very large and expensive homes until we came to the most expensive – Danny House – these days available to all, if you want to buy an apartment in it.
Nearby were lots of alpacas, mainly sitting down, and all chewing the cud.
On the way back to the pub, just south of Hurstpierpoint, we passed a curious brick arch attached to a brick square structure. No idea what it is/was for.
The pub was our lunch venue, and lunch was OK, but nothing special. No evidence of any enthusiasm for food preparation or presentation. They had three beers – but all sweet and malty. Nonetheless I tried all of them: Adnams Broadside, Brains SA and Sharps Doom Bar.