Donating by Text

Well donating as just got easier. As you know I am rasing money for Christies and the campaign is not going to well. It is still in the early days yet, and I now have £5 in the pot.

The fiver arrived through the new Just Giving method. Vodafone free of charge are allowing people to text their donations. So if you would like to donate quickly and can’t be bothered creating a Just Giving account then all you need to do is select an amount from £1 to £10 and send it in a message to 70070 along with LDEX73 in the subject.



Message: LDEX73  £10

What could be easier. You will then receive a text saying your donation as been succesful with a link to gift aid your donation. It would be great for those who do donate, to also gift aid, as we raise more money that way.

Hopefully soon I will start y training as i feel my foot my be finally on the mend, but for safety am giving it another week of no running to make completely sure.

Take a Pill

Now don’t get me wrong, this is not a post about GP’s and how useless they are at curing or finding what is wrong with you. Oh know. I like the GP, they have a hard job, they have to know everything, and sometimes this is their downfall.

I visited my GP again this week to get to the bottom of the foot issue. I will run again I am determined of that and because of this I want to have a foot that does not collapse half way through the run. Now I visited my GP when the issue first came about and he told me it was tendons, and to carry on running. Dr Google said to rest for 3 – 4 weeks. A friend got me in to see a physio and he said it wasn’t really tendons but  Bio-mechanical, as I had a weak hip, so the impact of running was not travelling through the leg, it was stopping at my foot.

I did the race anyway, and rested for 2 weeks. Tried another run, and it flared up again, so I rested it, and now on the 4th week there is no improvement so off to the doctors. He has prescribed me some very strong anti-inflammatories to kill any swelling that may be on the tendons. Looking at Dr google I saw that it could be a stress fracture, the real Doc assures me that it is muscle and tendon damage, as stress fractures occur further down the foot.

So with these incredible strong pill’s and pill’s seem to be the answer for doctors, as I told him about the hip and physio of which he poohed poohed. Hopefully I will be able to start running before July, and build my strength up and really start to train in August.

Which I suppose leaves me with time to get sponsorship which is going really slow at the moment. Anyway time to take a pill.

Site Stats

Should I believe these? Should I really think that 300 people are reading this dribble?

If I do, then over 200 people a day are reading the page ‘My Top 5 Bridges’ I am not offended that there are not reading the other quality writing that is on offer here, but I am confused on why in the past week this topic has gathered so much interest. I can not say that I am an authority on the subject of bridges, but I know what I like and I wrote my top five down with pictures.

I am also confused on the referral tab, as it is saying yesterday 8 people were referred from Facebook, now I didn’t post a link on Facebook to my blog, so who did? did some one who read the bridge page, like it so much they posted a link on their FB page???

It is interesting to see what people read and what they ignore. There are some pages on here that have only had my eyes scan the words and others like the Bridge Page that have now had almost a 1000 people digest the information and pictures.

Oh well. At least I know people are reading some of what I have written.

Said it before, but if it’s worth saying it’s worth saying twice….

Or even worth saying three or four times. I have mentioned this now several times, but if Radio 4 and Radio 4 extra can repeat these shows then I’m allowed to repeat myself. Radio comedy is ace. I love it. prefer it from telly comedy. There is nothing better than to close my eyes, or go for a drive (not at the same time) and listen to the panel argue if it was repetition or picturing the image that is being voiced to me. I recommend you also listen to radio comedy, especially if you’re a fan. I also recommend you check out these shows below. These are my best radio shows that I love and admire. Many of them turned into telly shows that were equally as funny, but the radio versions still make me wet myself. It also explains my sense of humour and shows the influence of some of the todays comedies. Some shows are modern but the majority date back to the fifties, and some are still running. So here is the list, in no order. there are some that are Television shows that in the 80’s when radio comedy was short, they reversed the process and made them available for a radio audience like Dad’s Army and Yes Minister.

there all the ones that come to mind at the moment, but there are at least twice that many that I love.

Update, and Other News

Well, it’s been four days since my Just Giving page went live, and with several posts to Twitter and Facebook I am waiting for the donations to come rolling in. One of my friends said that I would have raised more money on the Manchester 10K if I had not posted my running maps and results showing or even proving that I had the ability to complete a distance of 10K. In his words ‘If you had just asked for money and told people you were running 10K people would have gone, What Fatty run 10K he’s never run anywhere, I loved to see that here’s a fiver’ My point here is am i finding it hard, as it’s only been a couple of weeks since I last asked, and are people thinking that ‘he can do it’ ‘It’ll be easy for him’ so there not showing support by donating.

However 13.1 Miles is not a 10K and is a lot harder, hopefully the donations will come in nearer he time, but I have £600 that I have to pledge to the charity and I feel it is a worth while one. Maybe I need to do other events and get sponsorship that way as well, do a cake sale to raise funds, not moan for a week or stand in Market Street with bucket and some stickers. Any ideas would be most helpful, as would any spare change people have. While I have not started to train yet, as I am still waiting for my foot to heal, I’m hoping that when I do, I will have the 13 miles down to a cool run in the park, but with only July and August to do my training in, I’m getting quite worried that I do not have enough time.

In other news, There isn’t really any. I was going to write a blog about confidence but there isn’t really enough material for it, plus I disagree with my mates comment about it. I did have a nice little sleep this afternoon that was nice.

In conclusion please do let me know if you have any fundraising ideas, and if you your self would like to donate, then please click the link in the side bar, marked my Please Sponsor me for Great North Run. Or if you would like to give in the old way then drop me a line.

Thank you.

If I had a Million Dollars. Or in this case a Million Pounds!!!

Did you enjoy that song. I like it, and listened to it just now. This blog comes out of the fact that my best mate, has always suggested he may and knowing him he’ll keep his word, has said that if he won the lottery then he would more than likely share the wealth as he would not know what to do with all that money. He has said pay his mum and dads mortgage, buy a house, a car etc etc.

This got me thinking on what I would do if I won the lottery. Rather than writing a huge blog, I thought I would list my items that I would buy and in no order, here is how I would spend my lottery winnings.

  • Car (Golf 98 Model)
  • Car (Polo 2011)
  • House in Cheshire
  • House in New Zealand
  • House in Snowdonia
  • Flat in Manchester, Newcastle, London, Cornwall, Glasgow
  • A Giant train Set (Life Size) Steam off course
  • Canal Boat
  • Air Craft Hanger with a huge train set layout
  • My Own Theme Park
  • My own Castle, or several Castles. One of which in Scotland
  • My own theatre and theatre company
  • Donation to Christie’s. Don’t forget you get donate to Christie’s, and hep me raise my target for the Great North Run by clicking this link, or the one in the side bar.
  • My own gym
  • A road bike
  • State of the art running things
  • A huge telly for my new house.
  • Loads of dogs.
  • A trip round the world to see train stations and canals and castles and everything medieval.
Was it what you expected. It is really quite hard to think about it. I would also share the wealth with friends and family. If not only because it be boring having all that money and no one to enjoy it with.  But I am a scrooge, so i may just pop it in savings account and moan about the interest rate.
What would you all spend it on. It is all a lot of money.

Never done!

Well this is a simple ad short one. I’m not going to list the things I have never done, but there is one that I am about to do. That is camping. Now I would describe myself as a novice camper, pretty much inexperience and by that I mean under the canvas, Apart from the nights in the back garden, when my ma and pa threw me out of the house I have never been camping.

However come July that will all change, as I will trekking off to Scotland, The Lakes and my best place of all Wales to climb mountains and be eaten by insects.

Now I use to be the lad to run up and down trees and have no fear, but with age comes great responsibility to stay alive. I am not for one minute suggesting that camping under the stars may kill you, but there is a chance you don’t hear the combine harvester in Mr Giles’s field.

I now with age like my comforts. The cooked breakfast which is served by a waitress, a hot powerful shower, with clean bed linen on a comfortable bed with hot chocolate and a television, (and by that I don’t mean the waitress and the bed and hot chocolate is in the hot shower, these are all separate items I enjoy about hotels) but this can be expensive and camping can be cheap and I will be indulging in this activity for the first time in July. At least I will have my mountain climbing to take my mind of the creepy crawlies and one of my best friends to take the piss out of me.

So while 2011 has not allowed me to complete any of my must do list, it does seem to be the year of me catching up on taking holidays. If climbing mountains and sleeping under cloth is your idea of fun. I know half of it currently is… We will have to wait until July to see if the other is fun in my book.

Weekend on the A46

Well this weekend was spent drinking and driving. Not together I would like to point out. I don’t even have a shandy or lemonade top when I drive, even when I have several hours between each activity. However with that aside, I carried this two past times of mine out on separate occasions. I was of visiting a very good friend down in Warwickshire.

Now before we go on, I should say that my knowledge of this area, is very limited. the Midlands seems to be a big place, with lots of towns that you’ve heard off, but would never have associated them as being placed in the middle of the country. With all that being said this area of the country seems to lack history. The inventory of the weekend was pretty empty, my hosts struggled to find activities to please my narrow mind, however we soon did find areas of interest, but due to cost I vetoed them.

This blog is all about my weekend, and what I learnt, and what my eyes saw.

The Weekend began picking up my friend who had been up visiting her Mother, and she would play the part of the sat nav. As you may know from other adventures in my car I am not the biggest fan of the M6, north and south bound, however travelling at a nice 60, to increase my MPG, keeping the rev’s under 3000 I enjoyed the drive. The M6 seemed to have disallowed any lorries or idiots on the road, and after two hours we arrived in the village where my friends had relocated to. The First night was spent drinking a box of cider followed by several cans, while watching my favourite of all past times, the wonderful act of comedy. The players were part of the Channel Four Gala, and to be fair, a lot of my comedians failed to feed my appetite for this enjoyable pastime.

With the morning I was treated to a cooked breakfast, and then it was on to decide what the day would bring. Now a lot of people would guess we would head to Warwick Castle, and we would have if it was not for the entry fee, of £36.00. We did find a castle only pass for £16.00 but even for me this was slightly too much to hand over, but we headed to Warwick anyway to have a look around the town. Now the town is very nice and there’s a rather nice church, I was trying to work out how old the church had stood for by looking at the gravestones, but all were dated after the 1800’s. There was however an interesting history with the Church, as it seemed that it use to have windows at ground level, that have now since been bricked up. This brick, looked new, but also looked worn which could suggest the windows being bricked up due the window tax which could date the church back to the 1700’s if not before.

From here, we looked at a possible wedding venue,(my friends are getting wed) which is connected to a later building I saw on my visit, but use to be an old hospital. With the castle being rejected by myself and I can understand some of the shock in reading that. Me rejecting seeing a castle, but even a lover of these buildings, the thought of entering a commercial castle, built for fun and attraction did not appeal, plus I’m a cheap skate. We did however move on to a toy shop, that had model trains at the back of the shop, and lots of discounted engines and carriages. How I wish I had room for my own train layout.

We quickly got back in the car, after I had almost orgasismed  at the train sets and off we set to Coventry. Now my friends did not want to return to this concrete town, as they found it boring with nothing there. I however wanted to experience the cathedral, and boy what a sight. The old bombed ruin stands in equal stance to the 1950’s concrete and coloured glass marvel. The rest of Coventry was nice, I think I have a thing for 50’s and 60’s architecture, especially when it is mixed in with that of Tudors or other classic designs.

Now we had already been to Coventry once today, as the first visit on the list of my friend’s place of work to see his theatre. I did joke that there really most be nothing to do, if we are sight-seeing a university, that is called Warwick, but is actually in Coventry. Luckily I don’t think they do a degree in geography.

Now while in Coventry I did spot a castle, an old style Motte and Bailey, I have included a picture of the evidence so you can all see the proof, and wonder why I got so excited by a patch of grass with nothing on it.

We then headed to the transport museum, which is really a car museum, or history of the motoring vehicle as opposed to a transport museum which I told them so on the feed back form. “Where were the trains, and canal boats” I wrote. However apart from seeing the land speed record-breaking car, and the Chopper, my first bike that I learnt to ride on… actually thinking about it I could have learnt on the Chipper??!!??, anyway apart from that there were two interesting pieces. The old style cars from the early 1900’s were good, but what was better was the old buses, and the double-decker bus test. I did not know this, but every bus is tilt tested to 28 degrees, to make sure it doesn’t fall. It’s little things like this, and my love of concrete modern towns and Castles that will help me remain single.

From Coventry we retired back to my friend’s home, and had Chinese, which took an age to get. Other people were coming into the shop, and getting their food orders quicker than us.

The next day we went to Stratford, to see a mutual good friend and their new addition to the family. There eldest had a Brio Train Set, which kept me entertained, along with the giant pop up book and touch and feel books.

We moved on to a castle, a castle that we walked around, but weren’t allowed in, even tho my friend had a sticker from when he last visited, he refused to hand it over for me to sneak in. Next time I’m going in as reading about Kenilworth its full of history, from Normans, to Tudors, through to the Civil war, and the reigns of the Georges, including the Lord who built the hospital in Warwick. It also looked immense, and extremely impressive.

After that there was just the very nice Sunday Lunch, with home-made gravy, and plenty of Coach Trip and Made in Chelsea which I feel my friend may now be hooked to as well.

The drive home was just as pleasant, a little bit rainy, but again, I did 60 m.p.h and got home in good time. In reflection it seems that Warwickshire is home to history, and a lot of Tudor houses for some reason and plenty of driving on the A46. But I didn’t go down to sight see. Well I did want some castles, canals, and trains, but I achieved the main purpose of the trip, and that was to spend time, and catch up with one of my best mates.

The Last Tea Bag!

Well I have just made my last cup of tea in my house.

Yes that is right I will be giving up tea. No you do not need to get your eyes tested, I’ve decided I will give up this drink. I will start on Monday as I’m at a friends this weekend, and refusing tea in company is not the done thing.

Oh well, here is to the last cup, that as an added bonus has bits in it, as I over squeezed the tea bag, and it opened up.

I would also like to say that I will be drinking green tea and herbal stuff, I’m not completely turning my back on this drink of choice for many.


Sounds A Bit Strange, But It Needs To Be Said

I have been trying to write this post for the last couple of months, and over the different versions there is one theme that stands out, so I might as well say it, in a simpler form, rather than trying to write it in blog post, poem, story or song.

I love my two best mates. There great, and I don’t tell them that enough. I know I will remain friends with them for a long time and when I decide to get married after finding the right one, I know that they will both be up there with me (It’s easier than having to pick). I’m lucky to have 2 best mates who look out for me and there are times when I feel I don’t show them the respect they deserve, but they are like brothers I never had, I love drinking, playing, chatting, chilling with these guys. This is not to say I don’t love my other friends as I am luckily enough to have 3 other best mates.

There we go, I said it, Don’t know why we can’t all be honest and say stuff like that more often. Friendship should be shared and shown, Sometimes friends are there when family can’t be, and sometimes they know you better than you know your self.

My friends rock. All of them.