One sunday in June we woke up early, jumped out of bed
The painting of the Longman that`s all that was in our heads
Met in the car park the usual place with hugs and joy around
And the rain fell silently and gently to the ground

Never the less, Anderida they went to do this task
Up on the hill they waited and to the god`s they asked
All hope faded as the clouds were still so dark and grey
"Okay" they said "A trial run, we`ll make another day"

So silently we descended down and all felt sad and distant
But Damh he was determined on the hill he was persistent
In the Giant`s rest we sat and drank and laughed and spoke
And then the skies above us the clouds the god`s had broke

And Dave was pacing out the door with a far away look in his eye
Like a caged animal he moved and he looked up to the sky
Later that day the ten plus two set about the chore
And the Longman of Wilmington is bright and white once more

I`m sorry that we missed the job and returned early home that day
For it would have been so magical to have spent our time that way
I later heard of all the sweat, toil and effort you all gave
You need congratulating for being persistent, mighty and brave

Well done, it looked a massive job but you were all so keen and it must have been great to have the feeling of satisfaction when you finished.

Bright blessings and thank the god`s for the break in the weather on sunday
Fiona x x