Great to see you back again in ‘Bob’s Bits’ Bob, safe running and the best of health to you my friend.
Thanks Jem, you all feel like part of my family now, I’ve always kept up with you and the lads (Oh’ and Solo) on Leisurely Scribbles, but I’m ready to shuffle into my comfy writing chair once more and excite you with my tales of wonder…Well at least it will save you from counting sheep while waiting to be overcome by sleep of an evening.
It’s a friends 69th birthday today so I’m taking her and hubby for the day out; good food and conversation over an orange juice 'Im driving. But first, me and our lass walked a swift three miler along the canal towpath. The time is fast approaching to start jogging again, I was chomping at the bit. We could hardly see a thing through the mist, and a heavy dew was clinging to the grassy bits. It felt so warm though.
Just sprinkled some nuts on to me porridge and its hard to write and eat at the same time, so I’ll catch you later…
I’m more of a reader than a contributor these days Bob, but pleased to catch up with you again. Hope the weather was better than it is here for your walk this morning !!
Thanks Val, it’s good to hear from you. We did manage to walk in dry weather yesterday morning at around seven’ish but by nine the rain came down and on our drive up to North Yorkshire for lunch we drove through some very heavy bursts. After lunch we retreated to Macarthur Glen Shopping Mall at York, by the time the girls had had enough the rain had stopped and we were greeted by a massive harvest mood on the way home.
I went solo this morning as all that shopping yesterday must have tired O/H out and she slept in. I jogged most of it but the Achilles was a bit naggy after I stopped so I’m not ready to go sprinting off into the sunset just yet but the weather was dry and still warm; but as I am writing this it’s pouring down.
We were at Mcarthur Glen on Saturday Bob on our way to Leeds for the weekend. its a great place to shop, especially when the weather’s bad. I’ve never seen the place so busy as it was on Saturday.
Hi Bob,
I’m enjoying this ‘journal’ pal. I’ve read 12 pages thus far and I do enjoy this kind of thing - you certainly have some tales to tell and it’s refreshing to read some coherent, descriptive stories after some of the forums I’ve participated on the past couple of years.
Keep up the running, cycling et al, you’re a credit to physical fitness and a model example of why it’s never too late to get involved in activities, especially outdoors.
I’ll pop in when time constraints allow, Bob. Take care bud and thanks for a fine read
Your comments have really cheered me up Floydy. While not being able to go out and break a sweat with some running I feel like there’s something missing, so for now it’s more about looking back rather than looking into the future. I’m sure that I will soon be jogging down the river banks or the long country lanes, but for now I must be patient and allow my Achilles to heal. I appreciate your comments and take inspiration from a fellow keep fit enthusiast.
Bob, so good that you’re making the most of your energy, gumption and zest…c’mon man, in this day and age of lazy ne’er-do-well’s that are barely in their 20-something’s lounging around on their sofas with their video games - that is some going pal!
Thanks for the kind word also. I’ve always kept fit for as long as I can remember, whether it be by cycling, running, weight training, swimming, whatever…it’s what I do. It’s in my psyche. mate, we’re all driven!
I’m just about to read some more of your thread, but until we speak next time…hope your Achilles doesn’t take too long to heal bud and as Steve Winwood once said - “Keep On Running”!
Gosh. Stevie Winwood…Spencer Davis Group…happy memories of the sixties…
And all the people said AMEN…
Blimey RJ you’re up early this morning. They say if you can remember the sixties then you weren’t there! I was ‘now’t but a’ kid’ but I have fond memories of the music.
Was ‘Amen’ a reference to ‘Amen Corner’ RJ, It’s my physio’s song…‘Bend Me Shape Me’…
I’ve just come back from a very useful five miles in the fog. Did a lot of jogging too, and no ill effects thus far. Could this be the start of ‘Bob’s Comeback’…Which as it appens reminds me of another song, ‘Baby Come Back’ but I can’t remember who sang it…Anybody?
The Snails Revenge.
As I took the rubbish out last night I noticed a snail on the garden wall, well I don’t like to kill them but I don’t encourage them to eat the nice green leaves of my flowers still abundant in the garden. He had to be ejected. There is a large green with several trees and foliage round the edges just t’other side of wall, a veritable paradise for Snails.
After gaining some speed as I jogged down the drive, I drop kicked the Snail high into the air and heard a dull thud as he landed in a pile of leaves at the other side of the green. An intense pain radiated from by buttocks down the back of my leg and terminated in my Achilles Tendon.
I staggered back and rested a while on the wall, it was many minutes before I could stand up straight and walk back to the house. The rest of the evening was spent shuffling around in my chair trying to find a less painful position, but to no avail.
Supper was accompanied by the administering of some medication in the form of an Ibuprofen and I limped off to bed. Sleep has never been a problem for me, and tonight was no exception, but on the odd occasion that I visited the toiled, the pain was still apparent. I worried about the morning walk, thinking that I would have to miss it and thereby breaking a long run of morning walks every day.
The pain had released its grip by the time I woke at six thirty and the walk went ahead as planned, with just a small amount of stiffness. However, sitting down is still very painful so I must get out of this chair and find something to do that does not involve sitting. The next time I spot a Snail on the wall perhaps I will carry him or her to that comfy spot amongst the leaves in the corner of the green…Anybody fancy massaging my buttocks?
I drop kicked the Snail high into the air and heard a dull thud as he landed in a pile of leaves at the other side of the green.My leg and terminated in my Achilles Tendon.
Well there you go Bob, a lesson in being kind to all little creatures …
Not much sympathy here i’m afraid…
I’m not sure to laugh or feel sorry for you, Bob 
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Amen Corner Bob, could well be that group.
Runnings been none existent these days thanks to that friendly little snail but I’m still managing to do the three mile walks every day with the odd jog here and there.
Today while walking with the other half I felt pretty good and pain free so after getting rained off while painting the summer house I slipped into my shorts and vest an set off for my first serious run for a while.
The first mile was heaven as I glided Seb Coe like down the street, and then I broke down and just managed to walk and jog home. I have only been able to sit comfortably with the help of Ibuprofen…Guess I’m not ready to set the running club alight yet.
It was while I stood observing the two minute silence in Sainsburys the other day when afterwards a thought came to me; There are many days that we remember; When Elvis died or when the trade centre fell down, and I realised that because we have recorded events since time began something somewhere must have happened on every day so I thought I’d take a look through history and on November 12th there are some things that happened, here are a few…
On November the 12th in 1912 Explorer Robert Scott and his men were found frozen on the Ross Ice Shelf in the Antarctic. Brrrrrrrrrrrr
On this day in 1927 Joseph Stalin became the undisputed leader of the Soviet Union.
1929 - Grace Kelly was born…Happy Birthday Grace.
And on this day in 1944 Two Avro Lancaster Bombers sank the German warship Turpitz just off the Norwegian coast.
Ah yes Bob poor old Scott froze to death, he was probably the last of the great adventurers, but then came Edmond Hilary and that big hill he climbed in the 1950’s, I remember seeing that on Pathe news in the cinema.
I was on an errand to the the National Museum when Grace Kelly visited Dublin in the 60’s, I was going out the door and she was coming in with her prince charming and about 10 coppers behind them, I opened the door for her (even at that young age I was a gentleman;-)) and she said thank you with a big smile, she was absolutely gorgeous and I was on the pigs back boasting about it for months afterwards.;-)
That kind of chivalry is what I would expect from you Jem, a proper gentleman.
Here are some more happenings that occurred today…
THIS DAY ON NOVEMBER 13TH
1642 – The Battle at Turnham Green outside London where the far larger (but less capable)English Parliament army gave King Charles a bloody nose and cased him to retreat to Banbury. He never did manage to take London by force.
1789 - Benjamin Franklin writes; Nothing is certain except for Death and Taxes.
1843 - Mount Rainier erupts in Washington State and pumps loads of Carbon Dioxide (and other nasties) into the atmosphere contributing to Climate Change and all without our help.
Mount Rainier or Mount Tahoma as it was known by the indigenous folks is 14 thousand foot high and is classed as one of the most dangerous Mountains in the world due to it’s location and the amount of Ice deposits on it’s summit. Should it erupt again it would produce quite a bang. It was first climbed by Hazard Stevens and P. B. Van Trump in 1870 – I bet it was still warm. Eleven people lost their lives in 1981 after they were caught in an Ice fall, but even worse, 32 people were killed in 1946 when the aeroplane they were travelling in crashed on the ‘South Tahoma Glacier’…It still claims several climbers a year.
1992 - Riddick Bowe beats Evander Holyfield in 12 rounds to become the Heavyweight Champion of the world.
1995 – The release of ‘Golden Eye’ the 17th James Bond film featuring Pierce Brosnan for the first time and also Judi Dench as ‘M’ And I went to the cinema to see this.
Found myself with a bit of spare time this morning and had a read of the news from 26th November 1703…
There was a great storm on this day in 1703 classed as the worst disaster of all time, it struck Southern England sinking 13 ships and killing over 1500 seamen. 4000 Oak trees were lost in the New Forest and 2000 chimney stacks were blown down in London.
Several hundred people were drowned when the Somerset Levels were flooded and the Eddystone Lighthouse was destroyed killing the six occupants. Admiral Sir Cloudesley Shovell’s ship the HMS Association was blown from it’s berth in Harwich all the way to Gothenburg in Sweden.
Can’t blame that one on Carbon Dioxide and Global warming.
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