Crushed Almond Or Biscuit Crunch?

Today L runs the 28^th edition of Heanor’s Matthew Walker 10k. Yes, named after the pudding. For which they have a new route which goes right around Shipley Park. The boys and I are again there to support. We have a muddy yomp around the park but sadly the bacon butty queue is far too long to have any refreshments.

They have a steel band to serenade the runners, who are very good even if I can’t work out why they’re playing the Test Match special theme tune. Also known as Booker T’s Soul Limbo.

L does a good time and is handed her Mathew Walker produce. Pudding #1.

Later on we head over to Leamington to see Son, where we have an excellent but very expensive Thai meal. Which also specialised in small portions. Perhaps you can tell I wasn’t over struck.

Son is threatening to be home for a few days before Christmas, which is great obviously if we had anywhere for him to stay. Everything is a sea of decorating at the moment and we’re still having problems deciding on whether it's Crushed Almond or Biscuit Crunch for the hall. Personally I think white chocolate would look good but I daren’t go there.

(Sunday 23^rd November)

Police Escort

I got a police escort out of Nottingham this morning as I cycled to work because I accidentally tagged on to the end of the RickshawChallenge.

I had a brief chat with Matt Baker, apparently he’s famous, before I zoomed off and left them to it.

L asks is I’ll be on telly. I doubt it although they did have several cameras inside a big van, as well as two support vehicles and two police outriders. It was quite a traffic jam.

The prospect of another big red blob lurking over her does at least get L out for a run tonight before her book club and she’s even entered the Heanor 10k. That’s two 10ks scheduled in the next two weeks now, she seems to have got her mojo back. I’m tempted myself. I might even be fit by then... although I doubt it.

It takes an age to get home even by bike because of more heavy traffic and sadly the rickshaw wasn’t waiting to escort me. I must find a better way home other than up Derby Road.

(Tuesday 11^th November)