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Brimpsfield Park 17th September 2024
In winter’s cold and sodden skies,
We take the field where challenge lies; Four noble days, four grand estates, Where sport and friendship share their fates.
The pheasant climbs, the partridge wheels, Each shot a test the gunner feels;
Yet laughter, food, and banter’s art, Hold equal place within the heart.
Through rain and mud our spirits stay, From dawn’s first call to fading day; Till firelight’s glow and claret’s cheer, Bring warmth to all who gather near.
So let these pages hold in frame, The sport, the joy, the bonds we claim; For fleeting days in field and flame, Live on in friendship, sport, and name.
