A cheap attempt by eldest son to win the number one spot in the dog’s heart, but I fear it will be ultimately successful.

Yikes. Months of training. 24 years after I last did one of these and marathon day has finally arrived. Good luck to everyone eating up the miles at Brighton today.

She swears it was like this when she found it. Likely story.

Loving the #SocEntAwards24 evening where it’s been an honour to be the “voice of god” for the last decade. Halfway through the celebration of the UK’s brightest businesses dedicated to making the world better. Beginning to sound like a Mongolian throat singer. @socialenterpriseuk.bsky.social 🏆😊🎤🇬🇧

Disgraceful scenes in the fish, chip (and, most relevant) kebab shop. So here’s a less shameful image of a Glen in a wood. Let’s focus on that memory.

So we need to talk about your behaviour on this morning’s walk.

Something for the wind powered water tower perverts. (Niche, I realise) and a weir surfing swan at Fairford mill. Lovely Cotswolds run. A different kind of action to the usual Kentish Town Road route.

Wonderful to be back at Macaroni Wood charity in the Cotswolds with the rootling pigs, scratching hens and strutting peacocks. Such a magical place for children who need it most.