S is for Spanking. Lucy Salisbury

coarse grass, and take advantage of areas of short, hard turf that I’d have ignored because they didn’t run in quite the right direction. When we came out onto the shoulder of the biggest of the hills we’d been able to see from the forest I found myself looking down over a huge area of open ground, with the competition visible as tiny pale dots against the vastness, too small for me to see who was who.