Cumberland Fell Runners

It wuz reet "ot" for’t Kinniside this ear,
And a thowt about having a ga,
But anywez a found me-sell,
In’t back a John Stouts car.

He dropped me off on’t Cawfell road,
Reet in’t hot suns blaze,
Give us yan a them "C.B. things",
And pointed to Blakeley Raise!

John wuz Deeyan Latterbarrow checkpoint,
A good bit further owwer,
A reckoned fust runners would get till him,
Weel inside the our.

When a got til’t top,
Summat med me ears ring,
And all these sounds started coming from,
That comical "C.B. thing!"

A reckoned mebee aliens,
Were trying their best to phone us?
But yan thing a did mek out,
Wuz that leader were Allan Bowness.

I, and that Don Lee wuz second,
And 52 had started frayed ring,
All this info and more,
From this comical "C.B. thing?"

Yan be Yan, runners went past,
This big un said, "Where now marra"?
"Just follow yon guy in front,
And head for Latterbarrow.

Yanse they’d all got through,
A give John Stout the crack,
By talking into that "C.B. thing",
A wuz starting to git the knack.

Anyroad, when John and me got back,
We heard that Bowness’s lad had won,
The Larl bugger musta led all ‘t’ way,
Reet frayed starters gun.

Marshalling’s thusty wuk the knows,
So a managed to scrounge a can,
And a drink a toast to yan and all,
Who turned out and ran ..........