Marathon

  • This was my third marathon. My hat trick. There, any kind of remote feelings of wonderment towards me must end (only in this regard, of course, carry on for the other reasons). My third as a spectator, bag looker afterer, next of kin, meerkat impersonator as I attempt to spot my partner in crime (the

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  • I have a friend. Let’s call him Beer (no I’m not metaphorically telling you I have a drinking problem, Beer is an actual man). Beer, I said (typed), give me three words to sum up your thoughts on The Blue Pig. I like it. Thanks, Beer, I said. Beer wanted to expand on this and

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