Ricky had a yummy meal of mashed spuds, steamed cabbage and lamb chops followed by jam roly-poly and custard. He felt he must be fit enough for anything and set off running towards the top of Ben Nevis. A wise person would have done a lot of training and preparation to attempt that, but Ricky was rather naïve and after the first mile he had to give up and admit defeat.
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