It’s never just about a game, it’s a way of life, a love affair with a club, bird and city.
“And there we she was, pure majesty, a sight more breathtakingly divine than any I have ever seen.” – my reflections and memories of Notre-Dame de Paris.
It has never been lost on me that God revealed His glory to me on Epiphany. Every year on 6 January, I can reflect on His grace which transformed a life that had been destroyed by mental illness.
Whatever Santa left under the running tree, remember it’s your journey and do it your way. Here are just some tips for beginners gained along my journey in 5 years from fat-bloke to 30 marathons…
My look back on 2018, a year when triumph and disaster were both met in the same manner, when the boy in his 40’s truly became a man.