Despite my currently being in a different hemisphere (as opposed to my usual position of merely being on a higher plane of existence), I have not forgotten my holy oath to the uberGM to ensure that you, my loyal drones, are provided with an opportunity to celebrate the First Thirstday of April 2024. THUS, let it be known far and wide that there will be such an event at the Six Bells in Fulbourn this coming Thursday (4th April) at 7pm. Your hare will be the legendary Crabbo, who prior to laying the trail will have been anointed with holy oils whilst wearing only his jocks (yea, verily that pair of purple nylon Y-fronts he picked up at Big-W in the mid-90's that Struth has been valiantly trying to throw out for the past three decades). He will hopefully be wearing more than that for his haireing duties, but most likely just a stretchy lycra cycling-jersey, so still plenty to worry about. The pub (
https://www.sixbellsfulbourn.co.uk/) is a mere four-and-a-half-ish miles from the centre of human existence, and is easily reached on that bike which you've forgotten to bring lights for via the cycle-path next to the Tescos superstore in Cherry Hinton. It does excellent beer, and also serves good food until 8:30pm, so you might want to order before the on-out, or take their phone number with you. For those for whom googlemaps are an absolute necessity even for finding their own front-gate, click here:
https://maps.app.goo.gl/wdGQWwsaxYcCrGKo8. Some of you may remember Fulbourn from the start of my reign, so you will remember to come prepared with shoes suitable for shiggy, an ability to remember all the words from The Gruffalo and an appreciation that low-hanging branches are sometimes not your friends.