Give me your cash...
Well previous visitors will know that this section was previously devoted to my exploits in the Great North Run. If you want to read about how I got on then click here.
Anyway, that was ages ago so it seems a bit pointless to keep harping on about it. Especially since my level of fitness is now ridiculously poor. I tried playing football for five minutes the other day and my chest felt like it was going to explode. It's not like I was even running about, I barely moved. I think I may need to shed that extra weight I've been carrying and get back to my peak physical condition.
I haven't done that many other charity things recently. Bought a few Christmas presents for some local children. Sounds a bit dodgy that, they were disadvantaged children not just randoms. I don't go around handing out presents to random children. Catharine and I spent about quarter of an hour pressing all the buttons that make noises on the toys. Then I found the weirdest toy I've ever seen: Anti-Terrorist Lego. It's like a SWAT team, all dark glasses, black vans and big guns. Mad. It's not cops and robbers anymore, it's terrorists and CTU. Naturally I purchased it as one of the presents. One kid on Christmas morning will definitely be playing with Anti-Terrorist Lego.
Anyway, I've kept my Paypal account open so if you have a lot of money and nothing to spend it on then donate it to me and I'll put it to good use. Tell you what, donate some money and I'll send you a signed picture of me. I'll even draw the picture, I'm a great artist. What better Christmas present for someone. I definitely need the cash, I went to a Prince's Trust black tie ball the other week and during the charity auction spent £310 on a night in a hotel. Alcohol and auctions are a dangerous mix. It does look like a class hotel though so should be a good night away. It ought to be at that price. Photos from that night are in the Gallery. My favourite is the one of Tricia sitting on the floor having just fallen off her chair in Oportos. Classy.