Crawley A.I.M. Charity 6 & 12 hour track race

This years race was held on Saturday 28th April on a very wet and windy day at the K2 Leisure Centre in Crawley. As Race Director it is my responsibilty for arranging the venue, lap recorders, refreshments, weather! and of course the competitors.
This year I accepted a record number of entries (31) in the 12 hour race and 19 in the 6 hours. Continue reading Crawley A.I.M. Charity 6 & 12 hour track race

Virgin London Marathon

The plan for John and I for this years Marathon was to try and stay ahead of other runners carrying buckets so we tried to get in to a starting pen further forward than usual as it usually takes about 15 minutes to cross the start line on the Blue start. Unfortunately the marshals were doing their job and each time we tried to ‘push in’ we were sent to the back! So, off we went caught up in the usual crush. Continue reading Virgin London Marathon

Goodbye to a dear friend

Poppy’s health had been deteriorating gradually since July last year when she was diagnosed with a serious heart problem. She was taking medication but was not going to get any better. Walkies were getting less and less and most of her day was spent sleeping. After Christmas it became clear that she was really slowing down and finding diffuculty getting up and down the back door steps.

We decided therefore that it was time to say goodbye but would let her have her 11th birthday on the 1st of April. The following day the vet came to the house and she passed away peacefully to the sound of Bruch’s Violin Concerto, just as Holly had done some 7 years years earlier. She was cremated and her ashes have been buried alongside Holly in our back garden.

We have got used to a dog free house now and are not planning to have another one for the forseeable future.

R.I.P. little friend.

Sad end to 2011

Sadly Gil’s stepfather, Stan, died just before Christmas so we were off to South Wales for his funeral. His Mum is now on her own in a care home but she seems to have settled in o.k.
As a result we decided not to spend Chistmas in Wales so we were able to do our usual 4 mile run round our village in our Father Christmas outfits on Christmas Day morning. The weather was fine and it was good fun with lots of cars hooting at us and we were wishing ‘Happy Christmas’ to the few people we saw out walking.
Friends Richard and Betty joined us for dinner on New Years Eve and, afterwards, we went to the party at our village Social Club. They stayed the night and we were able to go to church together the next day.


This is an 8 day event but, unfortunately, due to Royal British Legion Standard Bearer duties, I was unable to fly until Monday 14th November.

It is a charity event where people can pay 10 euros to hire a chip (unless entered in the 8 days or 24 hours) and run, jog or walk as often as they like day or night during the week. The circuit becomes very busy in the lunch hour and early evening so at times it is very difficult to get round but you have to deal with that as best you can. Continue reading NO FINISH LINE MONACO 12-20/11/2011


It was nice to have a weekend away with Gil and stay with my cousin Peter who lives in Oakham, very close to the start of the Rutland Water Marathon, an event that neither of us had run before.

After doing a bit of sightseeing around the old market town of Oakham we had a nice pub lunch then set off for Peters house where we had our evening meal and a good nights sleep. Continue reading RUTLAND WATER MARATHON 6/11/2011

Monaco No Finish Line

I love this 8 day race having been twice before so, when I heard that chum William Sichel was running, crewed by my Scottish mate  Alan Young I couldn’t resist it for one last time. The race starts on the 12th of November but, unfortunately, due to Royal British Standard Bearers duties, I am unable to fly until Monday 14th. Unlike my previous multi day races where I did high mileage every day, this time I plan to take it fairly easy for the first couple of days the make an all out effort for a good 48 hours ( to make up for my disaster in Cologne). Continue reading Monaco No Finish Line