We had also arranged to meet family who were coming up from Bristol to give us some moral support. The Hostel was pretty full – The Malvern Hash Harriers were staying for the weekend. The pub, The Horsehoe Inn, had transformed itself, no sign of any musicians and the food was fabulous. Five o’clock saw us stood outside the hostel with our towels, and when finally given admittance to the building, the showers, if not hot, were at least warm this time. We had got our laundry done in the sink (no washing machine or indeed any other mod-cons here!)
Stats
Miles: 0
Pints of beer: 3

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