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It just occurred to me that neither of the last two blog entries are exactly what you’d call “every day happenings”.

Oh well. Tough!

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I am not an athletic person. Hurdles come up to my armpit, and it takes me twice as many steps to get anywhere as most people as I have short legs. Running is not my forte. Nonetheless, when Mr JoLucy pointing out that a 5k run was going almost past our door coincided with a conversation with my Grandma about fundraising for her charity, I decided to take the hint, get off my bottom and get running.

I was really quite apprehensive about the whole thing – I only agreed to  5k run because I knew I could walk it if necessary. I hadn’t done any running for over a year because I’d decided that having Mr JL lap me three times before the end of the road was just not the fun way I wanted to spend my time.

But since then I’ve been making regular trips to the gym so, while he wasn’t looking, I went and got on the treadmill, just to see…. I came home very pleased with my self, having managed to do 5k in 44 minutes and still walk the mile home after. I then spent the best part of two weeks working in London, but surprised my self (and the friend I was staying with, who really doesn’t approve and is very wise) by doing two more practice runs.

All seemed to be going well and I’d secured well over £100 in sponsorship so far, but then a series of disasters struck:

1) I discovered it was a 5 mile race!

2) The race got cancelled (secretly very relieved)

3) The race I entered instead involved wearing my pants over my shorts.

The big day came, and Mr JL only lapped me once. The fear of coming last drove me on and I managed to finish in the respectable time of 34 minutes – 10 off my last recorded best!

Most importantly, I managed to raise over £200 for charity – Heritage House in Wells-Next-the-Sea.  Thanks to everyone who sponsored me, your money will be well spent helping improve the quality of life for the elderly and frail in Norfolk.

Now, time for a good sit down I think!

Glastonwho? Yes, Glastonbudget. An annual festival held in the wildes of 

surely you jest?Loughborough made up predominantly of tribute bands. Me and Mr JoLucy have been a couple of times now, and this year we roped in friends and family. As well as buying some silly hats, drinking too much and getting blown away, we had a great weekend!

Sadly, we missed Dead Hot Chili Peppers and Guns 2 Roses but I was witness to Axl’s white boxers last year and they were a sight to behold! We also missed Maybe Winehouse, but I’m pretty certain that from the distant warbles I could hear, there was no ‘maybe’ about it, just a flat ‘no’.

 Kaiser Thiefs were pretty good and provided a convenient opportunity to introduce the young cousins to the joys of the mosh pit and some hands-in-the-air action for ‘Ruby’ and ‘I predict a riot’. They were pretty good – the kind of band you can imagine wishing they could come up with their own material that would earn them enough to give up the cover bands….

 

There were plenty of distractions for the boys (and a few of the girls) as well, although we think Just Anastasia could be prosecuted under the trades description act. The look on my brother’s face here demonstrates that it was clearly “Just Anastasia’s Mum” on stage, not the buxom, pouted…um…. ‘lady’ in the programme!

Sadly most of our group had run from the weather by the time these commitment girls arrived. Not sure the one on the left knew she looked like she had knicker issues!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Bon Jovi experience confounded us all by claiming to be “the first” Bon Jovi tribute – made up of all the other previous Bon Jovi tributes…… They were actually pretty good and the lead singer did have a look of ‘my darling’ Jon about him, and they would have been excellent if they hadn’t become a laughing stock because of Jon’s dreadful accent, with his deputy dawg style “yeyup” punctuating the whole act. shame.

By far the best act of the weekend for me was Mercury – not least because they were wise enough not to spoil the illusion by talking too much! If you get past the fact that Freddie had gained one or two pounds, the keyboardist had a broken arm (we wondered if he also drummed for def leppard tributes) and Brian was a little, well, not like Brian, these guys were great! I suppose it does help if you have nothing but crowd pleasing classics to cover….

Anyway, we’ll be back next year for more “so bad it’s good” music and a really good festival atmosphere without the price tag.

 

I’ve moved ‘house’ from blogspot to here. I’ve been using wordpress lots for my work blog and have just about figured out how it works, so from now on I’ll be posting my musings on here.

Anyone very worried about the old posts can visit them here at least until I can be bothered to work out how to transfer them (or delete them).

Long live the new blog!

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