C2C confirmed as last weekend in May 2010.
How fab is that!!
Want to be inspired see the attached http://www.c2c-guide.co.uk/
Sunday, 1 November 2009
Monday, 19 October 2009
If only I could????
Sydney Youngblood- remember him, sang a song with the immortal line If only I could?
Well I be out there thinking the time is now, the plan- St Bees to Sunderland ( 140 miles ish) in two days on a bike!!
A baby challenge for a one time Jogler but with my levels of lard expanding and my legs afraid of the bike, training may be in order.
There is portent of guest riders but if the gamble is a solo run, and I'm fit enough I may gamble on a fit of lunacy and go for it in a day.
This time it's for charity and fitness, with the challenge thrown in as an aperitif!!
Anyway , Everybody all around the world, stand up, join in , have fun.
P.S anyone know if you dip your back wheel in the sea does it mean you don't need to paddle???
TTFN.
Racing
Well I be out there thinking the time is now, the plan- St Bees to Sunderland ( 140 miles ish) in two days on a bike!!
A baby challenge for a one time Jogler but with my levels of lard expanding and my legs afraid of the bike, training may be in order.
There is portent of guest riders but if the gamble is a solo run, and I'm fit enough I may gamble on a fit of lunacy and go for it in a day.
This time it's for charity and fitness, with the challenge thrown in as an aperitif!!
Anyway , Everybody all around the world, stand up, join in , have fun.
P.S anyone know if you dip your back wheel in the sea does it mean you don't need to paddle???
TTFN.
Racing
Wednesday, 13 May 2009
Forgetting what's important
Admission time, been away with the fairies this last week or two, some may say month or two.
As is my want from time to time, I have been living by the motto " we don't have our troubles to seek" and forgetting what's important.
Using the vulcan Live long, and prosper or perhaps a more appropriate version, live today as if it were your last and if you reach tomorrow be thankful and repeat may well be the answer.
After all when we use our pea sized brains to think too much I guess we forget the simple ways and try and overcomplicate.
The other way to look at it and answer it is just to find a favourite or special piece of music, turn your headphones up loud and sing your bloody head off. You'll probably feel better, your other half will tut in a well defined way and the day will bounce along.
It would seem appropriate to finish with mentioning the fact Star trek returneth to the big screen, though whether an MP will try and claim expenses to watch it remains to be seen!
Now to sign off , take hand separate first two fingers from last two to make an oversized V!
Live long
Racing
As is my want from time to time, I have been living by the motto " we don't have our troubles to seek" and forgetting what's important.
Using the vulcan Live long, and prosper or perhaps a more appropriate version, live today as if it were your last and if you reach tomorrow be thankful and repeat may well be the answer.
After all when we use our pea sized brains to think too much I guess we forget the simple ways and try and overcomplicate.
The other way to look at it and answer it is just to find a favourite or special piece of music, turn your headphones up loud and sing your bloody head off. You'll probably feel better, your other half will tut in a well defined way and the day will bounce along.
It would seem appropriate to finish with mentioning the fact Star trek returneth to the big screen, though whether an MP will try and claim expenses to watch it remains to be seen!
Now to sign off , take hand separate first two fingers from last two to make an oversized V!
Live long
Racing
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
Hip!
That's me hip, happening and all together with it, not really can't quite comprehend a three day week beginning on a Wednesday, have some sympathy for my very soon to be retired father in law who now has a mere two day week to complete and then his work is done!
Just sat sitting for half an hour trying to complete a questionnaire for a Hip, looked at whether I wanted one to be able to dance with, jump with or just replace with, No I jest.
I mean a HIP as used nowadays to create work for people in the estate agent and surveying industry and that will never be relied on by anyone who may wish to purchase our house, but hey ho the nanny state strikes again.
Read an email today on the scandals of the Daily mail pointing out that their has been an increase in the "middle classes" who are looking to downsize and how if they hadn't have invested in so much credit they wouldn't be in this mess! It was concluded by the fact that " these people expect a socialist government to bail them out, and as such this was a moral hazard" Have to say, I was a bit lost after the first sentence but I think the gist was that the writer may have a point but is a bit of an "a**se".
Anyway enough let the fun continue unabated with you as you ponder the joys of every day living that is called life.
Or alternatively
Laters
Racing
Just sat sitting for half an hour trying to complete a questionnaire for a Hip, looked at whether I wanted one to be able to dance with, jump with or just replace with, No I jest.
I mean a HIP as used nowadays to create work for people in the estate agent and surveying industry and that will never be relied on by anyone who may wish to purchase our house, but hey ho the nanny state strikes again.
Read an email today on the scandals of the Daily mail pointing out that their has been an increase in the "middle classes" who are looking to downsize and how if they hadn't have invested in so much credit they wouldn't be in this mess! It was concluded by the fact that " these people expect a socialist government to bail them out, and as such this was a moral hazard" Have to say, I was a bit lost after the first sentence but I think the gist was that the writer may have a point but is a bit of an "a**se".
Anyway enough let the fun continue unabated with you as you ponder the joys of every day living that is called life.
Or alternatively
Laters
Racing
Monday, 13 April 2009
Red Uns!
Squirrels, Red Uns, just like Squirrel nutkin, short Bushy tail, Pointy ears, Very Cute!
Always wanted to see them in the wild.
Done it!
Nuff said!
Racing
Always wanted to see them in the wild.
Done it!
Nuff said!
Racing
Monday, 30 March 2009
Images to conjure with!
Ah my dear friends, so soon we meet again, or is it so long, I know not which. You join me as I sit refreshed from a two and a half hour "commute" from sunny Derby. I feel that you may wonder why such a length of time, well following the principles of green living and economical thinking and practicalities, this weekend we became a one car family so my travel now consists of a little more shanks pony and a little more train, though there is intent in the air to get off my horse and ride my bike to a suitable train boarding point such as Barnsley.
Just think excercise and commuting all in one glorious package, I'll very soonly be returned to the lean trim lycra clad svelt racing snake of the pre-jogle age.
Leaving that image with you I raise to you all a glass and wish you pleasant dreams for tomorrow I head to the "big smoke" once more, to work, perhaps to admonish and certainly not to protest at these city types in their casual dress and hoodies!
Onwards my friends to the dawn of another sleep!
Racing
Just think excercise and commuting all in one glorious package, I'll very soonly be returned to the lean trim lycra clad svelt racing snake of the pre-jogle age.
Leaving that image with you I raise to you all a glass and wish you pleasant dreams for tomorrow I head to the "big smoke" once more, to work, perhaps to admonish and certainly not to protest at these city types in their casual dress and hoodies!
Onwards my friends to the dawn of another sleep!
Racing
Sunday, 25 January 2009
Chastened
Last night I saw an Oscar winning film performance that will never win the Oscar, whose I hear you ask.
Well it wasn't the latest dive from the prima donnas on the football pitch, or the guy who "hadn't received" his railcard when he was caught out by the conductor on the train, Nor was it Archie's over dramatised roll on the floor when his brother wouldn't let him have whichever toy it was.
No this was at the cinema, by Will Smith in Seven Pound, I didn't know anything about it before we went and it's not an easy watch as it is based around his Suicide, but it is beautifully acted.
I came out with a tear in my eye, and a heavy heart as it was around this time that they found Bevan all those years ago, and it took me sailing back to so many never to be answered questions.
The irony was complete when we got home to find Frost on the telly, just discovering a guy swinging from a bridge.
Anyway let us remember the good times and what we have , there are so many things we have to be grateful for no matter how brief,
Here's another of my "poems" that I wrote a couple of years ago after watching Sport Relief to remind myself of that very fact:
Chastened
Looking deep into this time of well known tunes, and cheerful faces
I think of those who are not here,
I hold my breath for those on the brink of bright new adventures,
I see my sons and the simple joys they radiate,
And chasten myself for those days when the world seemed to mount my shoulders,
I look at those children in foreign lands,
Those bereft of hope, yet fighting on,
The children and their families who know they are about to leave us for heaven,
I look at the dreams I have,
The adventures my life gives me, the laughter to carry me through,
And chasten myself for those days when the world seemed to mount my shoulders,
I see the war torn lands,
I see the war torn peoples,
I hold the poverty as a burn upon my heart, knowing the little I have to give,
I thank my stars, my God, my life,
I hold these blessings gently in my hands for fear of breaking them,
And promise to myself that the world need not mount my wearied shoulders,
But that the world is full of joy,
Time is full of joy,
My my to why do I complain.
Onwards my friends, an egg custard and a pot of tea ( or should that be Ovaltine) awaits me,
TTFN
Racing
Well it wasn't the latest dive from the prima donnas on the football pitch, or the guy who "hadn't received" his railcard when he was caught out by the conductor on the train, Nor was it Archie's over dramatised roll on the floor when his brother wouldn't let him have whichever toy it was.
No this was at the cinema, by Will Smith in Seven Pound, I didn't know anything about it before we went and it's not an easy watch as it is based around his Suicide, but it is beautifully acted.
I came out with a tear in my eye, and a heavy heart as it was around this time that they found Bevan all those years ago, and it took me sailing back to so many never to be answered questions.
The irony was complete when we got home to find Frost on the telly, just discovering a guy swinging from a bridge.
Anyway let us remember the good times and what we have , there are so many things we have to be grateful for no matter how brief,
Here's another of my "poems" that I wrote a couple of years ago after watching Sport Relief to remind myself of that very fact:
Chastened
Looking deep into this time of well known tunes, and cheerful faces
I think of those who are not here,
I hold my breath for those on the brink of bright new adventures,
I see my sons and the simple joys they radiate,
And chasten myself for those days when the world seemed to mount my shoulders,
I look at those children in foreign lands,
Those bereft of hope, yet fighting on,
The children and their families who know they are about to leave us for heaven,
I look at the dreams I have,
The adventures my life gives me, the laughter to carry me through,
And chasten myself for those days when the world seemed to mount my shoulders,
I see the war torn lands,
I see the war torn peoples,
I hold the poverty as a burn upon my heart, knowing the little I have to give,
I thank my stars, my God, my life,
I hold these blessings gently in my hands for fear of breaking them,
And promise to myself that the world need not mount my wearied shoulders,
But that the world is full of joy,
Time is full of joy,
My my to why do I complain.
Onwards my friends, an egg custard and a pot of tea ( or should that be Ovaltine) awaits me,
TTFN
Racing
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
Giving Blood
Called in tonight to give Blood for the second time, what a hugely rewarding thing to do.
Even if by necessity you are part of the herd laid up on modified camp beds whilst you watch the red stuff, (nope mine ain't blue) trundling its way into a bag much like watching fine wine make its way from the demijohn to the bottle.
A real range of people go, from the seasoned veteran who is done in a couple of minutes, to the very nervous first timer who is quite petrified of needles. Believe me it hurts more when you have your finger pricked to check your iron levels than it does to have the needle inserted.
Was fascinating watching the iron test, basically in a copper oxide liquid a drop of your blood is dropped and if it sinks your fine, thankfully mine did, Ol would have loved it as it was green, that's the copper not my blood.
Why am I doing it, well some of you may remember when Archie was born Caroline was very ill and had to have a number of blood transfusions, at one point it was leaking out just about as fast as it went in, and I promised that I would get over my fear of needles and give blood at least until I had put as much back as was given to Caroline.
I have a few more times to go yet and at the end of the day there is always a shortage, so go to the website and give it a go, you never know you may just save someones life, now wouldn't that be good!
Oh and don't worry it will take some time there are never enough beds and of course there are some very busy times but believe me you will grow some more and you will feel good about it!
http://www.blood.co.uk/
Cheers
Racing
Even if by necessity you are part of the herd laid up on modified camp beds whilst you watch the red stuff, (nope mine ain't blue) trundling its way into a bag much like watching fine wine make its way from the demijohn to the bottle.
A real range of people go, from the seasoned veteran who is done in a couple of minutes, to the very nervous first timer who is quite petrified of needles. Believe me it hurts more when you have your finger pricked to check your iron levels than it does to have the needle inserted.
Was fascinating watching the iron test, basically in a copper oxide liquid a drop of your blood is dropped and if it sinks your fine, thankfully mine did, Ol would have loved it as it was green, that's the copper not my blood.
Why am I doing it, well some of you may remember when Archie was born Caroline was very ill and had to have a number of blood transfusions, at one point it was leaking out just about as fast as it went in, and I promised that I would get over my fear of needles and give blood at least until I had put as much back as was given to Caroline.
I have a few more times to go yet and at the end of the day there is always a shortage, so go to the website and give it a go, you never know you may just save someones life, now wouldn't that be good!
Oh and don't worry it will take some time there are never enough beds and of course there are some very busy times but believe me you will grow some more and you will feel good about it!
http://www.blood.co.uk/
Cheers
Racing
Saturday, 3 January 2009
Sublime
Sublime is the only way to describe the two goals Town and Oldham have shared this afternoon.
They were quite easily two of the best goals of any season, what a shame neither of my boys saw them, one due to not being able to cope with the noise levels and so huddled in my arms and one in tears due to a jumped up jobsworth of a steward towering over him because he dared to bang the seat next to him.
Other than that a fantastic advert for lower division football,
But boy do Town need a big and daft centre forward who knows where the onion bag is! Here's hoping they can afford a late Christmas present.
They were quite easily two of the best goals of any season, what a shame neither of my boys saw them, one due to not being able to cope with the noise levels and so huddled in my arms and one in tears due to a jumped up jobsworth of a steward towering over him because he dared to bang the seat next to him.
Other than that a fantastic advert for lower division football,
But boy do Town need a big and daft centre forward who knows where the onion bag is! Here's hoping they can afford a late Christmas present.
Thursday, 1 January 2009
New Year
Ah, welcome to 2009, Happy New Year and all that.
Spent the day in the chill of the frost laden outdoors, absolutely great for the complexion you know!
A great walk round Holme Styes reservoir with a couple of rather steep and hairy descents thrown in, though I have to say the 2 1/2 year old with small stride and low centre of gravity easily coped the best with the challenge, even having time to kick the frosted leaves generously into the air.
Followed by a short stint in the garden including a small bonfire and energetic chasing of 3 egg laying ladies around said garden when the hour of roosting was upon us.
Thankfully I was aided in my cause by the late arrival of world war 3 fireworks which either someone had deja vu with or was just too inebriated to let off last evening.
No resolutions have passed my lips or made their way to paper, though I will admit to a certain number of goals for the year, including well, these will no doubt wend there way to blog later so lets leave them there for now.
Racing
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