Number 17 was left to fend for herself in the car park in the National Trust car park, Cookham Moor (the start point of my favourite run). Surely a friendly tromper, dog walker or miscellaneous muddy person took her home?
Number 17 was left to fend for herself in the car park in the National Trust car park, Cookham Moor (the start point of my favourite run). Surely a friendly tromper, dog walker or miscellaneous muddy person took her home?