Once was understandable. Twice was pushing it. I
think I need the key throwing away agreeing to do this for a third time!!

Over two years have been and gone since I lowered myself
gingerly into a bath in Halifax after traversing what felt like every single
hill in Yorkshire vowing never to do anything as stupid ever again. My ankles
are no longer the size of a baby elephant’s and my toenails have just about grown
back. So when Wigan's premier naturist, synth loving, #bow drinking enthusiast said
to me “If Captain Tom can do a few laps of the back garden, I’m sure a couple
of elite athletes like us can manage it” I disregarded the fact both my knees
are made of biscuits and foolishly agreed to walk a mere 57 miles from
Morecambe back to Wigan. 

Still, it's all in a good cause & we're hoping
to break the £100,000 barrier this year for the 3 walks in total. So please dig
deep to help out a fantastic cause for a special little lad.

Obligatory blisters pic is in the photos section.