I had toyed with the idea of tottering round the circular course myself, even though I hadn't registered, but by the time I'd tottered down to the far side of the pier from the station my hips, legs etc., were in dire need of a rest so I left it to the crazily dressed-up people, the hoolahoopers, the families, the youngsters, the people walking backwards, the dogs, and all the rest of the hoards who were helping to raise millions, and I sat on a concrete block and ate an icecream in the sun.
Wonderful that all the fun, happiness and excitement was raising so much money to help the vulnerable and poor.
