Stamps...and trains, RFJ: was brought up with both! Dad worked for the post office, as did his dad, as did his dad...going back to near the end of the 19th century. I always like to think I have my great grandfather's genes: his rural Warwickshire round totalled 25 miles a day given that there were four deliveries and collections a day. All walked. He never worked Sundays as he was a lay preacher, even though there were collections and deliveries on a Sunday.
Dad's main interest in his later life was the TPO: the travelling post office...favourite poem being The Night Mail, of course! This combined his hobbies of steam trains and stamps. The Great Central Railway has a museum in railway coaches in his name! Somewhere I have my 1960s Ian Allan trainspotting books!
OH: are you going straight to the Snowdonia area when you get off the plane? HM at any stage?
LMH/OH: compeed is a saviour! I have always burst blisters, but compeed has made a massive difference in recent years.
And where is Blisters, by the way? And Pammie, amongst others. The race I'm going to used to be one of her favourites.
I don't even pretend to understand my body! First thing this morning peak flow was 390. After my run it was up to 480, so can't be too much wrong with me! It is rarely that high! I have a couple of targets in mind for tomorrow's 5k, but if not hitting the right pace I will be sensible and back off.
What: a very gentle 20 mins. Exactly 3k.
Dustin: you do realise that 63 is the new 36, or will be when I get there at the turn of next year.
Talking of stamps, I have spent most of the day sifting through both my father and my own stamp collections. Going to be a long job!