Palestine half

Standing in the queue for the loo before watching the London Marathon last week, some friends and I were comparing Continue reading →

Back to Palestine

This time last year, I set out for my last long run before the Palestine Marathon, with a sense of Continue reading →

Running in Reykjavik

I love travelling, but arriving in a foreign city always leaves me slightly on edge. Strange streets, unfamiliar language on Continue reading →

Living hopefully

I had a conversation with a church leader just before Christmas. He asked if my surgery had been successful; was Continue reading →

Getting myself back

Joni Mitchell sang ‘don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone?’ I’ve Continue reading →

Weary but done

I haven’t really known what to make of radiotherapy. It has none of the drama of chemotherapy and is a Continue reading →

50 while I’m 50

Our family tradition at this time of year is to do a Bittersweet reflection together. We remember and talk about Continue reading →

My running year – 2015

This has now become a tradition, to look back at the end of the year in a spirit of celebration Continue reading →