Running

The Chairman’s Challenge

I have decided that Heswall should be renamed Hes’hill’! A cake displaying the route of the Challenge How someone could devise a route so close to the base of our running club with three humungous hills, just shows that a) the terrain is somewhat slopey and b) the route-master is a devilish fiend. Roy Fisher… Continue reading The Chairman’s Challenge

Running

That was the week that was

When so much writing material happens in the course of a week, a consolidation is required. A trip to the seaside on Tuesday. Tuesday It’s great to have a mate to go cycling with. Especially when you yourself are not so au fait with bicycle mechanics (I can ‘theoretically’ fix a puncture but I haven’t… Continue reading That was the week that was

Books

The Widows of Malabar Hill – Sujata Massey

The front cover of the paperback Having said I’m not into the Crime novel genre, I appear to have read two of them back to back! But you see, when the main protagonist has the surname of Mistry (as my surname is) I felt a personal obligation. As an aside, this isn’t always the case.… Continue reading The Widows of Malabar Hill – Sujata Massey

Life

Volunteering at the River Park

It was, by mid-morning anyway, a rather warm hazy day. The water on the river barely rippled and we could see clearly over to Liverpool with the huge Anglican Cathedral taking centre stage. A view of the big city from tranquility. There were surprisingly few people about on such a clement morning and I asked… Continue reading Volunteering at the River Park

Books

The Thursday Murder Club – Richard Osman

I have to say straight off that I’m not normally one for reading Crime Thrillers as a genre. But this was a well-publicised book by Richard Osman, who is quite famous in the UK for other things and, well, it was in the house. Was it really that 'Gripping'? Anne read this before me, as… Continue reading The Thursday Murder Club – Richard Osman

Life

Short Summers, Short Beers and Zimmer Frames

What a difference a day makes. 24 little hours between yesterday’s gasping effort and today’s canter. I ran for longer and I was quicker with very little effort, all because of a mere 10 degree (Celsius) drop in the temperature! Last drips of the heat wave. This ice-cream may have been abandoned because our three… Continue reading Short Summers, Short Beers and Zimmer Frames