The loop from the end of our road, via the south bank of the River Stour and the bridges at Tuckton and Iford, forms a route of exactly 3 miles, and I ran it with ease. Even the puddle drenching from the white van man, who is legally required to be a cock, couldn't dampen my spirits.
Piper, you are a tiger. Grrr.
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