This February was a leap year, and for the first time in parkrun history, there were five Saturdays in February. The last time that this happened was 28 years ago, way before parkrun existed. However, I’m sorry to say that I only managed four parkruns this February, as one of the Saturdays we were in Iceland. Not sorry at all.
There is a language in Africa, and I’m really sorry but for the life of me I can’t remember the country, but they only have three different colours. If you needed a green, you would say that it is the colour of the leaves of an oak tree. Or for blue, it is the colour of the sky on a summers day. I like this.
I found myself singing Happy Birthday under my breath as I was washing my hands. Damn you Boris Johnson. For me, the first verse from the Half Man Half Biscuit song Time Flies By When You’re The Driver Of A Train is much better.
The last couple of weeks me and my amazing wife have been watching the third series of the Great British Pottery Throwdown. We have loved this show, and have binged watched it. My wife had a pottery taster session last year and was a natural, and with a pottery studio having just opened five minutes walk from our home, Helen might be making pots galore.