2012 Olympics haven't even started yet but a Combermere Abbey team has already
won gold. Incredible but true. Last week the Whitchurch Whippets running club
organised a six mile race at Dearnford
Lake, which is just south
of Whitchurch - which is itself a pleasant, sleep market town just a short hop,
skip and jump from the Abbey.
Three of the Combermere gardeners, Ben, Damian
and Peter decided to enter, calling themselves The Slaughtered Monks of
Combermere Abbey; an imaginative, historic but undeniably gruesome name.
race had three legs (the competitors, in contrast, had the more standard two
apiece) and was held over a rough six
mile course on a relay basis - so that each of the hearty gardeners had two
miles to run (that wimp Usain Bolt only ever manages 100 metres).
It was a
tough challenge because the guys were up against formidable competition;
several large local companies had fielded teams, including the huge storage and
distribution company Grocontinental, and Tescos - the huge ... well, supermarket.
And the mighty Slaughtered Monks of Combermere Abbey came first, slaughtering
the opposition. They were competing as amateurs, of course, but can a
professional athletics career be far away? And if so, who's going to dead-head the roses?