My beautiful and oh so patient wife will testify that yours truly seldom has difficulty in thinking like a three year old, even acting like one at times, however today there was another incident involving my bank card, and having already had three new ones this year, it was essential that it was found before we went shopping or any embarrassing phone calls had to be made to my bank. Once again little t had decided to be oh so helpful by putting daddy's card in a safe place. Like so many of my safe places, it was so safe none of us knew where it was. Rock HQ us undergoing a makeover at present meaning the dining room is now an office and what was the office is now the dining area. In the transfer of stuff from one place to another the precious bank card disappeared. Early doors saw the search intensify, there were few places to look as the changing rooms were practically devoid of furniture. In the centre of the desk was a small card box in the shape of a treasure chest. A forlorn lifting of the top revealed that it really did contain treasure, the missing bank card placed in it by the apprentice.
Racing steed is now back in one piece and will be collected tomorrow, final preps for the big event on Sunday continued and 2 hours training was completed despite the weather, which, if all goes well, changes for the good on Sunday. Day ended with a practice run of marmite and tomato sandwiches, a few fresh emails asking for sponsorship and a google earth session focusing on the Horseshoe Pass which is the monster that has to be slain some 200km into the ride.
Thanks to all that have sponsored so far and to those who still intend to heres a link to make it even easier
www.justgiving.com/its-uphill-all-the-way
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