I reckon I'm right in thinking that a grand day was had by all?

For my part, I must say how wonderfully reassurring it is to spend a few hours wandering across moorland with others who share some of the same strange behaviour patterns I often find myself displaying. Behaviour patterns that lead one to stare at random stones, scrutinising every surface for slight dints whilst performing the strange crouching-squint dance of the cup-spotter (looking for the right angle to point their camera). An absolute pleasure to see again/meet all who were there.

Sterling efforts by the organisers in arranging the visit to the most perfectly preserved in situ carving I am ever likely to see. Cheers youse!