The Adventures of Paddington Indifferent. That was my description of today. Some bits I felt I could almost run, others I had to walk, some were a struggle to even raise a jog. It started off so well. no aches, no pains and felt comfy to run. Stu and I were 'bimbling' away, chatting inanely and the yards and miles rolled by all the way to Hawkshead. It was nice to chat to someone, other than myself, who I cannot seem to get a coherent conversation from, and not notice th

I love where I live. For the most part I like the people in the village. I'm lucky to have some fantastic neighbours and met some decent friends in this little piece of Yorkshire. Butt, (spelled on purpose like that), some people are real arsches (spelled deliberately like that). Why, for the love of everything that is holy, would you choose, to stick your hand in a plastic bag, pick up a ploppet or two of steaming dog dung, tie the bag and then, well then, just drop it w