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I awoke feeling particularly groggy yesterday morning and sat nursing first one, then another cup of quadspresso before I could smile enough to go out into the garden. I had intended to get out for an early run before the heat of the day started to ramp up, but alas, it was already 8am and [...] Life is seldom dull and this week was no exception, especially as it ended with a performance of Midsummer Night’s Dream performed in the open air near Wivelsfield for the benefit of St Peter & St James Hospice. It plays until the 26th June and I highly recommend it, although if you go, I hope [...] Picture me, if you will, sitting peacefully in the tea-house, lap-top on lap, cup of Earl Grey to… er, hang on just a minute. As I was saying, picture me in the tea-house with a cup of Earl Grey to hand, penning this very line and appreciating the fruits of yesterday’s labour: The big [...] Cliff had thrown down a gauntlet of sorts yesterday by suggesting that I could (in part) redeem my relay-absence by running the Seaford half-marathon, scheduled to start at 9am this morning. So 8.45am found me ready for the off for the first time in a month. Alas, I was nowhere near Seaford at all! Instead, [...] Observant readers will have realised that the East coast to which I have referred in the last few posts is not in the UK. Geographically it is probably closer to the Eastbourne that Captain Daren has sailed off so comprehensively. As I boomeranged back to the UK from my time away, I managed to catch up with Kim [...] |
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