I'm doing a triathlon. Great!

I'll probably get lots of high fives and pats on the back. Hopefully I'll even get a kebab and a pint at the end.

It's not going to be easy (I really like kebabs), but it's also not the same as, say, travelling 3,000 miles with your entire family just to try and make a life for yourself that doesn't involve being persecuted, tortured or blown up.

That's why I'm also raising money for Refugee Community Kitchen, who continue to feed thousands of displaced people, without judgement, both abroad and in the UK.

Despite mainstream media coverage of the situation all but disappearing, RCK have seen numbers of displaced people in the Calais and Dunkirk area triple over the Summer. Most of the new arrivals are families with young children and are often subject to harassment by the police and local authorities. Tents and sleeping bags are routinely confiscated in an effort to stop makeshift camps appearing, but no alternative accommodation is being provided.

Refugee Community Kitchen urgently need supplies and resources to continue their work over the winter, providing hot, nourishing food and a little dignity to people who desperately need it.

So please do humour my middle class, mid-life fitness endeavour by donating whatever you can. Thanks!