I left Jeju with a bit of a heavy heart. It’s a beautiful island and everyone has been so kind. Simon and his team really did organise a superb conference. Even at the airport we were carefully looked after and shepherded through formalities… In fact, it was all considerably easier than any early morning flight…
I am currently on my way to the World Scout Conference, being held in Jeju, South Korea and have stopped off in Shanghai for the day. What an amazing city – full of unfamiliar smells and tastes; though the main shopping street, Nanjing Road, feels surprisingly familiar. This could have something to do with the…
Apparently, there used to be 33 greyhound racing tracks in London. Now there are only four. And in August, arguably the most famous one will close, making way for a housing or retail development. The country is no longer going to the dogs, apparently. Tonight, however, I did. Ruth, Mona, Steve, Lynn and Stacy joined…
I know baby photographs don’t necessarily travel well in cyberspace, but I do think this picture of my nephew with his mum and dad is lovely. He has, unfortunately, inherited his father’s ears. Which Joe, in turn, inherited from his dad. Luckily, mine are perfect…
What a very colourful and splendid group we are… Marc took this excellent photo this afternoon. Oh, the fun we had deciding where it should be shot. We ended up outside the main door of the building.
A wonderful occasion this morning when I was able to be present at the priesting of my old friend Sue Beverly. Last year I attended her installation as deacon, so it was terrific to return to Llandaff Cathedral to see her welcomed into the priesthood of the Church in Wales.
A very traditional British public school education left me fairly averse to the hedonistic pleasures of the spa experience. Cold showers were more my sort of thing. But for the last couple of years I have enjoyed the Austrian spa experience after a day’s skiing in the mountains. Today, finding myself with a free evening…
When I first started running three years ago, it was Victoria Park in Hackney where I did my first circuits. Once round was enough back then, leaving me puffed out, but proud of my achievement, as I walked back to Roding Road via the newsagent. Today I returned to Victoria Park to do three circuits…
“If there’s one thing we can be sure of,” said the man on the public address system this morning, “God is not a runner.” This may have been a little unfair, and possibly mildly blasphemous, but he had a point. As I crossed Green Park to reach the starting pens of this morning’s 10k race…
What a terrific course! It was described as ‘gently undulating’ and I suppose it was. There were no really difficult hills and most of the trail went along traffic free country lanes. The start was a bit narrow, being a pavement by a relatively major road, but otherwise it was a very jolly run, well…
