For once, the race went without a glitch, and surprisingly Josh won a point back for his team, with Alice coming in close second, Tess third and Sam fourth. Tess had gloated all the way back to their team mates to Sam about how he'd been beaten by his own mother, much to Sam's annoyance.

But he didn't have long to wait before she was shut up as Nathan's voice echoed through the speakers, asking for quiet.

"Now that was a great race! Well done Josh, thanks to you, the Oldies are back to one point behind the leading Youfs! Aw, and poor Sam, beaten by his own mother no less…" Sam's ear went bright red and the groups could tell he was cursing Nathan under his breath. "But, anyway, onto the next race! Comfort what, and who, have we got?"

Comfort smiled, "Thanks Nathan. We have up next… The Blindfold race!" cheers and laughs went round the spectators, "Would Nina, Alice, Charlie and Maggie make their way to the starting line for their blindfolds!"

The foursome soon made their way to join the cleaned-up Luke at the top of the field.

"Now, competitors. This is the blindfold race, and as the name suggests, these are now yours…" and with that, Luke held out four different coloured blindfolds, handing one to each of the four. "The ideas simple, you gotta run in as straight a line as you can down the field and reach the finish line without falling over that much.! Okay?"

"Yeh!" came the reply as they got their blindfolds on. Charlie had a little bit of difficulty getting his on but after Maggie had it sorted they we all set to go, their hands out in front, grins of uncertainty on their faces.

"Okay, can everybody hear me?" Luke asked.

"Luke the blindfolds cover our eyes, not our ears." Maggie commented in a very patronising voice.

Luke grinned, "Yeh, well, watch out Coldwell, I still haven't got you back for the custard!" and with that he laughed before shouting, "READY….. GET SET…. GOO!"

The group started out slowly, Nina taking a slight lead, then Maggie and Charlie and finally Alice gingerly making her way behind them.

"And their off! Come people, a little speed here!" Luke shouted, watching as the foursome carefully took little steps, "Or I may have to get the hose out!"

"What hose!"

"Hose! Luke you better be joking!"

"Hey! If you've got a hose, I can do better than custard!"

"Get me wet, Luke Warren, and I'll kill you!" were the loving replies from his colleagues.

"Ok, calm down! And get a move on!" with Luke's last word they begun to run slightly, in every direction but the finish posts. "And Charlie's off to the left, staggering slightly! Nina! Nina! Your going backwards!" Luke called out to the paramedic who'd lost all sense of direction and was heading back up the field. She managed to stagger into the right way and was over halfway behind her competitors.

"Maggie seems to be the only one going the right way, Even though she's just taken out half the spectators! Watch what your doing, remember, you injure them, you treat them." Luke laughed as a young boy pushed her into the middle of the lanes after she had hit half of the people over the heads with her arms having went far too much to the left, apologising blindly as she did. "Oooh, Alice is just behind Maggie now, Charlie's close third, and Nina's finally beginning to catch up! Alice seems to be the steadiest on her feet, can she take over and steal what would be Maggie's first win? I don't think so… their almost at the line, its going to be a photo finish!" as Luke called out his last statement, Maggie crossed the line, soon after came Alice. "And Maggie takes the point for the Oldies! And there goes Alice, oh, and Nina's overtaken Charlie just at the line, bad luck mate!" Luke laughed as the four of them stood still for a moment, and took of their blindfolds. Once their eyes had gotten used to the light, they headed over to their teams, Maggie and Charlie laughing as they did, happy that they'd got a point, their team-mates joining in.

Once the oldies had settled down, Nathan took over the mic from Luke. "Well done guys, an excellent race! Maggie winning a well-needed point for the Oldies, the scores are now, Youfs 3, Oldies also 3! We have level pegging ladies and gentlemen, but not for long. What's the next race Comfort?"

Comfort took the mic and looked at the small piece of card given to her moments before, "Ah, this race shall be an entertaining one at the least! Would Abs, Kelsey, Nina and Sam for the Youfs; and Harry, Charlie, Selena and Maggie head over and prepare for… The Five Legged Race!" the names called out could only laugh at what that were about to do as they went to the starting line, after all Comfort was probably right, this was going to be very entertaining. The crowd were in high sprits also, cheering and clapping the competitors on as they lined up and were handed a length of rope.