The outing had been arranged for sometime and as it was a booked show I was not able to attend.Sue and Anne are leggy blondes with good bodies and Sea... is just a normal looking bloke…I am no stunner but fit and clean.Anyway we were going to meet at the pub around the corner from the show. I arrived around 9pm and grabbed a table and a schooner of new. A couple of hours and several schooners later they arrived, fairly well hammered themselves. Sean shouted a round and we sat back and chatted.. What about the housing estate?" The council is handling that but they've got a financial company involved with its own planning department. I suspect that all you're likely to get out of that is the actual construction." OK. I'll keep that under my hat too but please let me know if you hear anything on that side that we might get involved in." I will indeed, Nick, but I suspect that if we employ you you won't get a sniff of the housing bit." You're probably right. It's a funny old world." I. So on we went, except it was a warm evening despite the rain, and running naked in the rain makes it hard to tell if you are sweating, or not. No sweat means dehydration is just around the corner, so as we made the next turn close to the barn I turned off the track and headed inside. The tack room had a fridge I had stocked with basics, bottled water especially.Standing still after a run isn’t a good idea, better to walk and cool down so we kept moving, drinks in hand, Laura rolling her chilled. There were just too many details to trip us up. I had put the call in to Jen, she should be on her way down. In the meantime I told everyone to ask for food and water otherwise to say nothing.I fully expected that we would all spend a night in jail. As Martin and I had both said before, it would make great TV. The Georgia State Police didn't want to book us, so we sat around the station's lobby waiting for the GBI. If I had been booked me, I could have at least gotten a shower. I rally needed.