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Thursday 13 April 2006
Our continuing mission: to boldly drivel where no running publication has drivelled before.
Just to upset everyone, Mal Firouz sent this postcard from the Caribbean where he's working -- sigh --on yet another cruise, and taking in the delights of the West Indies. He's been to Tortola, Dominica Roseau, St Lucia, and Barbados, as well as Greneda where he bought the card.
He's injury free and claims to have run 70 miles in the 5 days prior to sending the card. If he doesn't crock himself with the mileage, he should be very fit when he comes home in February.
The card took its time to reach me; it was posted on the 17th of November, but I got it the weekend before Christmas.
For those of you who didn't go, which is most people, the lads' night out, organised by Mr G Hughes, and for the first time ever to include females (dread word), wasn't the blockbusting event feared. Those who did go, fitted into a curry house (the Balti Emperor, rather than the planned Himalaya) quite easily and without incident.
We went out again the following Saturday for more saturnalia, and got considerably drunker.
The only consolation is that the women are likely to behave even worse in Winston's.
Every year, more of us qualify for the Old Father Time Race. This year the lineup will include David Lloyd, who's been off radar ever since he dislocated his shoulder falling into a swimming pool in France. Around the same time, he entered his fifth decade with the same easy grace.
We hope that Derek Williams has a dope testing kit to hand, as the same race should also include Clem from Penarth. Nigel (as only his dad and Rob Jones call him), improved his Merthyr Mawr 10k by five minutes from last year, beating several younger athletes in the process. We haven't approached Huggy for the official odds, but HRT has to be a safer bet than EPO.
The London Marathon has had some problems with entries, and some of those without guaranteed places have not yet heard one way or the other. The draw for our three club places has therefore been postponed until the first week in January.
I've got to admit a personal interest in this as I was among those in limbo. Now at least I know where I stand -- I've been rejected. Bummer really as my fortieth birthday breaks the week before, and it would have been my debut as a vet.
Last updated 13 April 2006
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