Fleming Park and a cross country cheerleader

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18 September 2016

Now all the RR10’s are done and dusted but this doesn’t mean the end of the cross country races. Hot on their heels are the CC6’s, a series of monthly Sunday morning off road runs in a very similar format to the RR10’s with some familiar venues. Today was the first event so it was another early start even though Commando and the other Spitfires wouldn’t actually be running this race.  Continue reading Fleming Park and a cross country cheerleader

Hamble Marina, pink boats and gun houses – first published 16 February 2014

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Due to a combinations of floods and my bad planning in February 2014 I’d ended up with a shorter and wetter walk than I’d planned. When I came home Commando had just returned from his sixteen mile marathon training. We compared notes over a cup of coffee, especially on the flooding at Mansbridge where we’d both been at some point during the afternoon although not at the same time. After we’d finished our coffee Commando suggested going for a little walk, as he’s found it helps stretch his muscles after a long run. Of course I jumped at the chance, especially when he told me where he was thinking of going.

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Memories of the 1960’s – music

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One of the most exciting things I was ever given was an old record player. Of course it wasn’t new, it came from Alex’s sister it law Penny, along with a stack of old 45rpm records, but I loved it. Alex explained that I had to be very careful not to scratch the shiny black discs or they wouldn’t work any more and, although I was only four or may even five, I did take care of those records and I still have them today although I have nothing to play them on.  Continue reading Memories of the 1960’s – music

Bad Planning – first published 16 February 2014

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After days of storms and torrential rain 16 February 2014 was supposed to be a sunny break in the wet weather, at least according to the weatherman. Of course, I planned to take advantage and get out for a nice long walk. Commando was off on a sixteen miler, training for his marathon and, as he pulled on his running socks, I brushed my teeth, thinking about where I would go. Things didn’t go quite to plan. Continue reading Bad Planning – first published 16 February 2014

Zebras, ghosts and small animals

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13 September 2016

With the big cats behind us we were on the last leg of our Marwell adventure, heading down the hill towards the place we’d started out two hours earlier. Across a field filled with Scimitar horned oryx, zebras and the odd muddy rhino, we got another glimpse of Marwell House. What a view they must have from their windows! Continue reading Zebras, ghosts and small animals

Sleeping Tiger hidden zebras

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13 September 2016

Marwell was once a manor with a farm and Manor House and, as we left the wallabies and the red panda behind, we caught our first glimpse of Marwell House through the trees. If we had time we might visit it later but right now we had animals to see and miniature zebras to find. We were heading for the big cats, hopeful of seeing the tiger cubs born a few days ago. CJ is particularly fond of cats of any size so he was slightly impatient with me when I stopped to take a photo of some fungi. Continue reading Sleeping Tiger hidden zebras

We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, you can come too

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13 September 2016

The final part of the Zany Zebra puzzle, if you don’t count Ticket To Ride who was still at the ‘vet’ recovering from his swim in the Itchen, was at Marwell Zoo, in Owslebury just outside Winchester. The last time I visited Marwell, CJ was at playschool and it teemed down with rain. Today was supposed to be the hottest day of the year. Obviously, there was no way I was going to get away with going alone. In fact, not only did I have CJ with me, but Bard came along too. When we set off in the car it felt like a real family day out.  Continue reading We’re going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, you can come too

Fallen trees and interview techniques – first published 13 february 2014

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Some of my random and slightly desperate applying for jobs had resulted in a job interview back in February 2014. It was with a large financial institution in the city centre. Anyone who knows me will tell you finance and figures isn’t really my thing. I’m pretty sure I only applied to make up the numbers on my job search form but still, a job was a job. Continue reading Fallen trees and interview techniques – first published 13 february 2014

Chasing the runners at the Summer Selfie Challenge

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11 September 2016

There’s a first time for everything and today I almost wished I could run. Actually it wasn’t quite the first time I’d toyed with the idea of running. Years ago, just before Commando took up running, I tried the C25K, a kind of beginners running plan. It starts off with walking for a minute then jogging for a minute and keeping this up for twenty minutes. Over nine weeks the walking gets less and the running gets more until you’re running a comlete 5k. For three whole weeks I stuck at it, getting as far as running for three whole minutes at a time, before I decided I didn’t like running as much as I’d thought I would and went back to walking.  Continue reading Chasing the runners at the Summer Selfie Challenge

A step back in time – first published 11 February 2014

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The second week of February 2014 I found myself revisiting my lost youth. No, I didn’t go out buying mini skirts, dying my hair pink or spending all night in a nightclub. This case of revisiting my lost youth was more about trying to find college courses in my area. This, in turn, was about making me slightly more employable, not to mention giving me something interesting to do.  Continue reading A step back in time – first published 11 February 2014