I’m now running through Leicestershire on the M69, which doesn’t looks very busy though there are a few of those middle Lane joggers up ahead, it seems, clogging up the traffic.

I’m on the way to Leicester and should reach there by next week and I’ve now run 40% of my distance between Lands End and John O’ Groats. The Conqueror have planted a tree on my behalf, which is lovely of them, and also slightly ironic given where I am. Never mind.