Journal
A juxtaposition
In grief for the women of Afghanistan tonight. It occurs to me that it's a striking contrast with my preparations this week. The quote is from "A Thousand Splendid Suns" by Khaled Hosseini. It's a harrowing read but an essential one.
Postcard #16 Sherwood Forest
So, a little after Nottingham comes Sherwood Forest and here is my postcard from there.Ploughing on now, though a little bit more slowly and with a little less of an incline as I recover my Ferritin levels, I'm running through the woods and enjoying the shade and...
Postcard #15 Nottingham
Among all of the shanigans this week, I almost forgot to mention that I'd arrived in Nottingham.I almost didn't make it to Nottingham this week due to a recurrence of a few health problems which are, I hope, resolving themselves now but caused a couple of weeks of...
Birthday break at The Peninsula
I was treated to an Encounter Break at that icon of Hong Kong, The Peninsula Hotel.The Peninsula was built in 1928 and presided over Victoria Harbour from the Kowloon side, its fleet of custom Peninsula Green Rolls Royces parked in the forecourt until the strip of...
Postcard #14 Leicester
Charging through the Midlands now, I find that I have passed Leicester with barely enough time to write my 14th postcard and post it. I've never actually been to Leicester before, which is possibly surprising given my heritage but there you go. *shrugging shoulders...
Early morning
I often have insomnia. Last night was my regular weekly one, where I set my alarm for 1.45am to sing with my Bromley choir by Zoom. Last night, however, they cancelled the Zoom version but did not let me know and I couldn't get back to sleep again so at 4.30 I decided...
Postcard #13 40%
My thirteenth postcard from my Run the UK Challenge.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...
Postcard #12 Coventry
Today I found myself running through Coventry and here is my twelfth postcard.I arrive in Coventry with time to stop only to buy an informative postcard, which is a pity since I've never been here before. Still, busy, busy. No, I'm not naked. My hair is not yet as...