Liverpool Man Vows to Break Record

Somehow I am training for a half marathon. It came up a week ago while I was tanked up on red bull and I agreed to it. My legs hurt. My thighs are like rocks. My ass is like jelly. I dont think my body likes what I am doing to it.

Running buddy came over to Liverpool with a friend to look around one of the museums. We went for drinks at the docks and inevitably, when sober, I brought up the half marathon hoping that she would laugh and say "oh golly, you know never to take me and The Freelance Photographer seriously when we come up with ideas on a night out in Preston" I dont know why I thought she would think that because the last time there was a idea coming out of a night out in Preston it resulted in thetrips to the races, three holidays and me learning to cook Jambalaya. The big idea ball gets rolling on nights out in Preston.

Anyway, she didnt say that so I put a brave face on and told her that I was training hard (which I am) and that I was thinking of going running on Southport beach like Red Rum in those Grand National build up films (which I am not) The latter was just bravado. Right word?? Scratch that. The latter was just big man talk.

Anyway, I going to run a half marathon in six weeks. I am to do it in two hours fifteen minutes. That will be a personal best beacuse I have never ever run a half marathon.

I will be running for world peace and for the bid to bring the Miss World contest to Liverpool. Both are very special causes to champion.

Tenerife Is THE Holiday Destination For Liverpudlians

Just as Scarlett and I got to know each other she has dropped a bombshell. I was sat there talking about the bizarre "Blue Angel" at the top of wood street which served blue slush puppies into the early hours and where people dare not breath in through their noses. Scarllett is upping and flying off to Tenerife for a life of sun sea and other temptations. So now I am forced to make friends with the man who sits and stares at me when I am walking down the stairs. He is a little freaky and I have never seen him blink but who else am I to gossip to about the goings on in the building? The two yound ladies across the courtyard?

Well there is an idea.