To all those united by distancing
Finally! The week has arrived when I resolve to properly start the diet… apart from my father’s birthday, and Sunday lunch with my godmother… and since there is still some Rocky-Road cake, left over from the weekend, I suppose the diet will just have to start next week. In fact, thinking about it I realise that I need to eat out to help out so maybe it starts after August; that leaves plenty of time to really knuckle down and be good during September and October before my birthday…… doesn’t it? After all, you know what they say, why put off until tomorrow what you can put off until next month. I would also argue that I currently need the extra calories for my new beard.
As mentioned above, it was my father’s birthday this weekend and so food and presents abounded. My personal favourite moment was when my sister presented her gifts. She always likes to wrap presents with elegance and care, double sided sticky tape is used for a more aesthetically pleasing finish, often small items are concealed in large boxes to obscure their identity and foil any guessing. On this occasion, she produced a series of parcels wrapped with the usual care and attention to detail, complete with ribbons multiple layers of precisely folded paper, but were none the less clearly identifiable as a selection of hammers and mallets. Each one was completely covered and yet every contour was clearly visible so that they could be used just as effectively without being unwrapped; so long as you are happy to have a big mallet that says “Happy Birthday” in colourful writing all over it and is tied with a pink bow.
In entirely different news to my father getting a new set of hammers, I have started up running again! I’m back in the gym for the first time in several months which for me is actually very exciting. I’m also getting back in touch with my guide runner so hopefully I can pick up my marathon training which is, as I write this, still due to take place on the fourth of October this year. I don’t know if it will have crowds or children lining up for high-fives from passing runners, but I still hope to run something respectable before heading up to Lancaster for a wedding the next day.
I hope you are able to start making plans, however tentative and conditional, for the coming weeks and months.
Love and best wishes
Richard
Richard Wheatley BSc BPBH