A couple of things today.
First, an old friend of mine, Gordon Brown, is taking part in The Frontline Walk. It’s a charity event over 100 kms walking across the WW1 battlefields of the Somme and Passchendaele. He’s raising funds for the Soldier’s Charity, the Army Benevolent Fund. The charity was set up in 1944 and reaches 70,000 soldiers, ex-soldiers and their families annually. They are the ‘poppy people’.
If you wish to contribute please visit his Just Giving page https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/gordons100kwalk, or, simpler: TEXT to 70070 the words GBFL99£X – the X being the amount you wish to contribute.
Good luck Gordon!
Second, on the same theme, a note about Jen – our younger. As I type she has just completed the Cardiff half-marathon – also for charity. Well done her!
And us? A good couple of days pottering about doing this and that. Friday night, having dropped B&S off at a party, C and I went onto the Cricket Club (you know the one – the Bahamian international oval that needs a good groundsman). We went because the food is both excellent and inexpensive. And they have live music at 8pm. Which was fab. Three older men (apparently I’m not allowed to call them old), two guitars, a Korg keyboard and a pair of bongos. They didn’t always start at the same time, nor did they finish at the same time. But they were fabulous – the white guy in the middle had a voice of a 60-year-old Sting. We’re going next week for an encore. If, of course, they are there. This is The Bahamas, after all.
And book 4 (Money for Something; Good Men do Nothing?) is motoring along. I’m now 63/120k and have a plan to finish. At 1,500 words a day I should have a draft by the end of October, which in my yearly cycle is 6 weeks ahead of schedule. This is because I started early and ploughed on. There is no substitute for setting a daily target and then sticking with it.
What next for us? Well, we fly home via NY (not stopping) next Monday, back in the UK on the Tuesday. We are staying with Mary to begin with before picking up Doris on the following Monday. And then it’s a week in the West Country whilst we work out what I need to do to finish the book. It’s likely we shall head for the south of France and come back for Christmas, but we shall see. Whilst we procrastinate, my parallel job is to take Unsuspecting Hero’s screenplay and get it out there. I have a couple of ideas up my sleeve…