The End of an Era
Yesterday, my husband and I took the day off work (only our second since lockdown began) in order to take my eldest daughter down to pack up, and move out of, her student house in London. We didn’t want to, of course. We knew it was going to be...
London: the OG of marathons, one year on
I’m a runner, yes, but I’m not a marathon runner. 10k is about my favourite distance really. You’re done and dusted inside an hour – well, I can be done and dusted inside 50 minutes on a good day and if I’ve abandoned all crazy notions of a) having...