I saw Mr and Mrs B out running on the Trail en route to ParkRun. A friendly wave, but no time for a catch up. As ever, I was running late for ParkRun. The Trail was bare. The workmen have stripped all the summer overgrowth and hedges over the past few days. There is talk of a complete resurfacing of the Trail over the coming months. The waters of the Colne looked chilled. A couple of swans in mid-flight swooped within metres of my head as I approached the Hythe. It was quite a moment.#
ParkRun was pah. I wanted it to end after the first km. I was slightly hungover from the night before. I kept the pace with the usual crowd of runners that I pace myself around with. Then I though bugger this. I coasted around the rest of the course. One particular runner got on my tits. He has the habit of declaring "THANK YOU MARSHALL"
very loudly as he passes each volunteer. Yep, I know it's me that's got the problem, not him. To my surprise my time was an impressive 22"9'. I'll take that.#
I had a quick chat with P before leaving Castle Park. She was on Marshalling duties. THANK YOU MARSHALL"
. We spoke mainly about electric bikes. P shared some great tips. Apparently it's all about the mounting and dismounting, given the weight. The rest is as easy as... riding a bike.#
I met up with A outside Firstsite. We had a Saturday morning art date. Some of the artwork on offer wouldn't have looked out of place in a Reception art class. The Wirth Miller exhibition that I wanted to catch wasn't even open yet. I messed up with my dates.#
We both cycled on for a swim. The level of profanity from one fella in the changing rooms was incredible. F this and F that. He then told his mate that he watched F-ing Forest last night and they were F-ing shit. He had quite a delicate way with words.#
I paced A in the pool. Or maybe she paced me? I clocked under 17 minutes for the 800 minutes. I rewarded myself with the first spa session of the season.#
The Postman Delivers:
With The Beatles and Talk Talk's The Colour of Spring.#
We caught the tail end of the Kent innings in the Royal London Final. Trent Bridge is the perfect venue for this. Lord's is too pretentious for what is now a development competition. TB has almost a festival out ground feel to it. I've not be able to see any Royal London games this season. I plan to change this next year by only renewing for County Membership at The Oval, and then making the most of this.#
We cycled on to Broad Lane to catch Wivenhoe Town at home to NW London FC. A actually asked where are they from?
. The visitors had a decent black and red striped kit. Wivenhoe were attacking the end they usually hold back for during the second half. We missed the first goal for the Dragons after 53 seconds. We made up for it by catching all the others in the impressive 6-1 home win. The Dragons needed this. They have had a shocking start to the season.#
We shared my AirPods and caught up with a couple of Never Strays Far podcasts throughout the game. The second half dragged a little. We were back at base in time to catch the climax of the cricket.#
We did a binge of the Peter Crouch Dulwich programme on Discovery. I've got mixed feelings over this. It's still not entirely clear if Crouch was brought in Save Dulwich as the programme title suggests, or simply to make a TV show. I saw on the wall in one of the backroom offices one of my photos. It was from a goal celebration against Tooting back in the early 2000's. I was asked at the time to print off a copy for the club. It was decent to see it still being displayed.#