Non Runners

I’m a non runner. I’ve always been a non runner. I don’t even recall running for a bus and if I did it would be mercifully short before I gave up. Years ago at school I tried to avoid running, athletics being for the athletic, my PE reports a creative challenge for the retired prison guard who was our PE Master, the best being ” Tries hard, fails miserably”. He was wrong again there, I was not in the least bit miserable about not being interested in climbing a rope and witnessing a classmate go head first into a ‘horse’, … Continue reading Non Runners

RNsPG and Germaine Greer

It doesn’t make sense really but it stands for Random Non Specific Grumbling or Grumblers. It should be RNG but I like the small s and the extra letter. My idea? Not really it was what my good friend Robin Burton came upon with and he and I are exceedingly good RNsPGers. This means that we grumble about absolutely anything, generally in each other’s company. We’ve never been known to grumble about each other, other than in jest.That would be just too cruel. We’ve never been short of material. Who could be these days? Only today I heard Germaine Greer … Continue reading RNsPG and Germaine Greer

The Arlingham Curve

I used to hate walking as a child. Going on a nice healthy walk seemed pointless when I could be running around playing with my friends or trying to get the light to work on my Sturmey Archer powered bike. The light on the front seemed as big as a cars headlight and was powered by a small generator on the back wheel. When it was on a small wheel clicked against the rim of the back wheel and turned to generate the power. This also acted like a brake, so getting any sort of light out of the floodlight … Continue reading The Arlingham Curve