Britain Today.

[Rodinus]

Yes that's the image displayed in June's edition of 'Rambler's Monthly' magazine on page 27.
The composition beneath the scary snapshot is rather interesting as it offers an insight of those who enjoy wearing
uncomfortably-short pants, a spring in their step across a sheep-scattered moorland and the worries of buckshot.

I'll post it here:

The Gap Between 'He Who Will Not Be Named' And Our Friendly Wayfarers.

'He's at it again, the man who frowns upon countryside walkers politely seeking access across his property is threatening
free-roaming folk with his nail-filled firearm strapped to the fabled gatepost. Known as 'Ninurta' on the internet, a rural chap
who shuns the cheery voices of our tramping members, continues his refusal to capitulate to our harmless requests of reaching
the nearby fireweed-covered woodland.

Bunty Cardigan-Evans -our national Treasurer, suggested that Ninurta could possibly be approached with a 'renting'-style manner
of ingress to his land. Bunty even went as far to mention something called a 'GoFundMe', a platform young people use to stockpile
monies. She agreed to contact her daughter -Beatrice, for more information about the subject.
(Beatrice is currently touring in Zimbabwe with her friends.)

Recently, when the merry group known by the jocular moniker 'The Outdoor Playmates' ventured to the gate of the noted Virginian,
it was only moments before the bearded gent appeared and offered the barrel of his favoured shotgun. Being a provincial fellow,
lead-rambler -Jeremy knew to ask Ninurta about access with the use of small words, an astute ploy when dealing with yokels.
Sadly it seemed, the barrels did the talking and most of Jeremy's nap-sack was lost during the retreat of this failed detente.

So is summer in the doldrums for those of a hiking-bent...? We wait with GPS's at the ready..."

Farmer Palmer : geeerrrdddd orrfff moiii larrrnndddd...