The Well-Tempered Clavier

It is becoming increasingly apparent that this charity film night that we have been thinking of organising for our Marathon des Sables gig is now ESSENTIAL.
And why, oh why, would that be?
Because, speak it softly, I think that although there are now only two members of Team Titanic, it is altogether possible that half the […]

Time for another of those perky, uplifting calls that I so live for with the Doogie. We had a long run over the weekend, and you know, it’s good sometimes just to check up on your old running buddy - just to see that they’re still fit, hale and hearty, and that they’ve been stretching […]

The Doogie and I were out running Edinburgh’s Seven Hills this morning - hardly a cloud in the sky and Doogie, for once, was not moaning.
In fact… in fact the Doogie was EXCITED. Next month we’re going on another little training run in Farnham on a stretch of the Pilgrim’s Way. Sixty-six miles in a […]

We have been wondering what are the perks of running 60 miles a week - apart, of course, from suddenly becoming God’s Gift to Women.
One of the more noticeable perks is that I can now guzzle down whatever I want - second helpings? Yes please! - and I can also drink bottle after bottle of […]

A phone call from the Doogie-Monster. He leaves a message. It sounds urgent. I call him back.
“Hey Bill!” he says.
“What’s happened now?”
“Ahhh. Yes. Well it’s just about your blog.”
“What about my blog?”
“Well… Ginny’s not happy. She doesn’t think you’re being strictly fair to me.”
“But she’s married to you! She knows you’re a whinger - even […]

Two very different runs at the weekend - with two very different characters.
First up: The Doogie. I had to drive out to his home in North Berwick, plant my younger son, and then wait for him at the Marine Hotel.
“I’m going to be grumpy,” he’d warned me the previous night.
“I’ve never known you anything but […]

Sometimes as I run, I plug in my ear-phones. I don’t listen to music. I listen to books. I have finally got round to Hemingway’s Farewell to Arms. I have at least six copies of the book at home. But I’ve had an allergy to the book since school, and though I have started it many times […]

A sort of windy-ish day in Edinburgh. Well… how windy was it? Check out this footage on Youtube of a bin being blown down one of my neighbouring streets…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSqbWWRS1lM
Meanwhile… of much more more importance. What would the Doogie say? Would the Doogie come out running?
“It’s windy,” he said.
“So what’s your point?”
“Well it’s wet too.”
“And?”
“And… I […]