For the early birds at todays hash, Howling Wilf informed us that he has come to be the carer of, wait for it a FERRET, thinking of last week's blog do all potential spies need a ferret? Anyway this creature was found in or around Howling Wilf's environment, so if you have lost a ferret contact Howling. Well so much for summer is a coming, perhaps its been cancelled judging by todays weather, lovely if you like water! Anyway, thirty-one persons turned up to get wet. Groucho seemed to take an age once the circle up was called, spending time guiding is son, T mouse, to the venue via modern technology which the sheriff didn't spot. (No because he was late!) After about five minutes we set off at varying speeds as per usual, although Tuned In did have a good excuse, body condition, rumour had it that she had been stung by a rather big bumble bee around her stomach area, but Radiohead suggested it was no bee sting, he should know as husband of the poor Tuned In (and she had swin