Back To The Country
Visiting parents, doing the loyal son duty and walk running the dog. Six miles through farmland and green lanes in and around the oddly named ‘The Mersey Forest‘. Odd because there aren’t many trees, lots of cows, this is dairy country and a bull but few trees. Whether the six miles is enough to counteract my mum’s cooking I don’t know.
About Madman2
Iconoclast, recently lost all sanity, shaved moustache off after 33 years and still getting used to it, taken up fell running of sorts.
Interests: Mountaineering, food, cooking, people, friends, politics, education, photography, thinking, kites, making people laugh, fell running, adventure running.
Favourite Films: The Long Good Friday, Laurence of Arabia, Thomas Crown Affair, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch, Slumdog Millionaire, Fargo, anything by Poliakoff.
Favourite Music: Jazz, Norah Jones, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Joss Stone, Dido, Dave Brubek, John Coltrain, Florence and the Machine, Lily Allen
Favourite Books: The Unconsoled, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency, The White Spider, Touching the Void
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My brother’s neck of the woods I think. He tells a truly awful tale of coming down with diarrhoea and vomiting during a Helly Hansen race in Delamere forest!
That's the place, illness probably comes from squirrel or deer poo.