I’d dreamed about my first time. I had romantic visions of it being really special, a weekend away, maybe London or Paris, and obviously I would have been planning it for months in advance. What actually happened was, I got talking to a friend, we got a bit excited, one thing led to another and […]Read more "Don’t try this at home (Race 12)"
It had been an unusual week. It’s not often you wake up not knowing that you’d be going to sleep in a different country. Family comes first, and sometimes that means forgetting your own plans and hopping on a flight last minute. Within the space of half an hour, I’d booked my flight, unearthed my passport, […]Read more "Stroud Trails (Race 8)"