Over two centuries ago beer barrels would have been hauled up The Wrekin (a very big hill in Shropshire) to oil the rowdy wakes celebrations at the top. These days they are part of a local sporting challenge as both individuals and teams battle it out to be the fastest to the top with a full firkin.
Unfortunately the race is a much less drunken affair, with ale replaced by water. Shame really, because if I’d carried a 9 gallon barrel, filled to a weight of approximately 50kg, up a vertical distance of 240m (800 feet) and a path distance of 1.8km (that’s over a mile), I’d want a pint when I got there! Especially if I’d just done it in a pair of pants, or jock-straps as was the most outrageous (lack of) fancy dress worn by the boys below on Sunday. Nice.