Happily Ever After
Life in The Rural Retreat with a beautiful wife, three cats, garden wildlife, a camera, a computer – and increasing amounts about running
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Rocking At The Seaside
by Russell Turner - 14:49 on 28 April 2018
Life is back to normal: cats are beheading voles, the lawn still awaits its first cut of the year, flowerbeds are overrun by weeds, and last night City Limits was in action at a Nairn holiday park.
For quite a decent fee, all we have to play is two 45-minute sets with a 15-minute break and finish around 11pm so holidaymakers can get to bed. This might sound like easy money, but we earn it.
We have to be at the park at 4.30 and set up by 6pm, after which we’ve more than three hours to kick our heels while the kiddiewinks are entertained by the park’s equivalent of redcoats (Butlins was a big part of my youth) then all goes deathly quiet for the bingo.
By the time we went on the crowd was only medium-sized, probably because many of the campers had long drives home today. Not much dancing happened but we were well received and several business cards were requested, which can’t be a bad thing.
We have it all to do again tonight, at a sister park in Embo. This should be a much better gig in a room filled with newly arrived campers, ready for a good time.
My MarathonFoto pics are still not fully processed but I’ve picked up a couple, including one of me approaching the finish line and looking very happy about it.
Despite not getting to bed until 12.30, there was a little athletic action today: Matchgirl spent two hours along the road to Cromarty, working up to her 100k challenge at the end of May; I did a more modest 3.7 miles for my first post-marathon outing. What my next competitive target will be is still undecided.
The distance was deliberate. All over the country, people are running 3.7 miles – the distance Matt Campbell had left to cover at the London Marathon when he collapsed and died – then contributing to his giving page. He’d hoped to raise £2,500 for Brathay Trust in Windermere; by Saturday afternoon the total had passed £250,000. My total stands at a more modest £598. The page will be active for a while yet – who will push it past £600?
I’d hoped that after running (and walking) 26.2 miles I’d find I’d become a finely tuned machine. Sadly, 3.7 miles took just as much effort as it did a month ago.
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