Practise DOES NOT make perfect.........

Whilst we are not chicks to embrace the 21st century we do think we may benefit from the purchase of GPS or any satellite navigation...... After our 10K trial run practise turned into our 12.8K marathon..... we admit it..... we got lost.....(shh don't tell any body!) After 2 hours of seeing the same duck pond but apparently missing the donkey sanctuary we threw in our sweat bands and headed to to the nearest Frankie and Benny's (which we don't need a sat nav to locate!)
Chick 1 has packed her bags and heading towards Sharm El Paxo.... she will have to keep her wits about her as they are in to spit roast over there.... Chick 2 is in charge of the Ark, all animals and has her cattle prod ready in case Frisky pensioner likes fresh meat whilst Chick 1 is away being stuffed and roasted.
Within only hours to Hatchling 2's birthday and the immanent arrival of Mother Goose.... Chick 1 should be scrubbing floors like Cinderella but has instead confirmed that her eyes are bigger than her car boot as she raced through the village with a willow tree hanging out of her car......Once the tree roots were freshly planted and with some negoiatation with Hatchling 2 on the relocation of his goal posts the tree firmly became a member of the family only for Mr Cluck to arrive home with the results clutched in hand of his allergy tests....... He is allergic to Willow Trees and Chicken Feathers.... Chick 1 still unsure whether to pack a bag or up root the tree.
After Chick 2 held open auditions for her holiday cover running partner.... Both Chicks retired to the pub to discuss the vital statistics of each applicant.... a candidate was selected..... Male, age 22 and  fit with the body of a Buff is just a pure coincidence...... Both chicks dont understand why Mr Peck has got his wattle in a twist.....
Just over three weeks to the Great Midland Run..... Come and Give the Two Women and A Chicken a shout with a party back at the shack.........See you there!