Marathon Undertaking

9 hours in a minibus. This was my view.

Still, at least I didn't have to try and run 26 miles! Well done to everyone taking part and all those organising the race. Top job all round.

A special hello to the young couple from Manchester who were last over the line after some assistance from the Sweep Minibus - some plasters, chocolate eclairs a fleece and a helping shoulder to lean on and they made the last couple of miles to a fantastic reception from all those still on site at nearly 6pm. Bless you all.

Hello too to the previous back markers: Penguin Man, Two fat ladies (you were great!), and old fella. You were all stars.

I'm sure my chauffeur for the day didn't mind the pooey shoe really...

Sierra Mobile out.

(A great-big 4CD Complete Introduction To Motown is playing some Jimmy Ruffin. Smooooth.)

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