‘Twas a hot summer’s night when we headed to Perth
To join thousands of runners, full of energy and mirth.
For a Guinness World Record run in full kilts we did form
No shorts, skorts or spandex, that was not the norm.
We were marched to the start by three pipe bands – oh, aye!
With cheers from the pavement, not a cloud in the sky.
We walked and we walked ‘til the start line was near
And then we were off with a bang and a cheer.
Down to the first street, then turn with the pack
To the first water stand, and to throw a gulp back.
Oh yes, it was hot! 30C was the temp
It was not for the feint of heart or a wimp!
Through the streets of old Perth we did wind and wind
The locals they sprayed us and cheered us – so kind!
The pipers piped on and the dancers they danced
As we, through the streets ran on and then pranced.
Another sprinkler, a hose and then water stop
Keep sipping and running, you don’t want to flop.
Then on to the finish, oh what a sight
‘Twas a much welcome view, to be finished that night!
On through the finish line, Tunnocks and short-bread
Then for the ‘medal’ and beer, what a spread!
A medal to remember, a small whiskey pot
And a Guinness World Record, to finish the lot!
