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Not that I’m paranoid or anything, but someone’s out to get me!

The last hash I set from the Bull at Hinton was designed to exploit a tunnel under the motorway, but I had to change it at the last minute because of a stroppy farmer. The point of this run was to visit the new Bath Ales pub in Frampton Cotterell, but I had to change it at the last minute because of an unwelcoming landlord.

I admit I had left it a bit late to tell the pub we were coming, but I was well unimpressed by the attitude of the manager, who could not even be bothered to tell me in person that he didn’t want us to come, leaving that task to a friendly barman. Apparantly, he was expecting a table of 19 that evening, so could not be expected to cater for a dozen drinkers. It seems a strange attitude for a pub chain dedicated to selling real ale!

Luckily, the staff at the Globe were more accommodating and they even reserved four tables for us for when we get back. I wonder if they still have the Thatchers in the fridge in the kitchen?

Actually, the route works better from the Globe in any case as there is no need to run along the roads of Frampton Cotterell.