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My Moonwalk

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Very well deserved...

On Saturday I went to the Moonwalk, thinking that I was prepared.  I had read the list of what to take in my bum-bag and followed their expert advice and covered my feet in vaseline.

I had ‘trained’ a bit – we did a long walk in London on concrete, in horrendous weather over 15 miles and my feet were fine…. just so you know.  I’d also done a couple of 10 milers with the dog and a few other walks that didn’t even make me break a sweat. Easy peasy with the atmosphere on the night, right? Ha ha.

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A Cosmetic Walking Queen

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Well the cosmetic conundrum was settled in the normal manner. This being, I walk into the department store, I am greeted by heavily made up cosmetic professional who renders me a gibbering wreck and I end up buying ALL aforementioned requirements from her brand as am too inept at saying ‘No, let me shop around, and no, get away from me with that foundation…’  She was a Clarins woman.  I *think* that I managed to conceal my terror when my purchases were sub-totalled on her till…

Still if I look like Claudia Schiffer inside a week it will be worth it.

Friday night went for a lovely Thai meal and had my favourite starter (beef thing with chilli’s, lime and nam plas dressing thingy)

The beef thingy

Add to that a lovely Thai Green Curry with prawns the size of my fist and a chilled bottle of Sauv Blanc and this Emma was a happy lady.

I don’t think the pre-dinner, double G&T was a good idea as I passed out almost immediately on returning home.

Saturday broke, a beautifully clear and sunny day, so I took up the offer of a 10 mile walk. (Guilt at the over indulgence a motivational factor I think).

Walk was from Newbury,  through Greenham Common, past the picturesque redundant Nuclear Bunkers and along all 1.5 miles of ex-US air base runway (now less tarmac and more gorse and prostrate cows).

One that got away

We then meandered through miles of fields, until finding the pub stop at Crookham Common, which was called the ‘Traveller’s Friend’.  This pub name is inappropriate. Dogs are not even allowed in the garden. So we had to have our pint and exceedingly rank baguette and stingy on the cheese ‘cheesy chips’ on a bikers bench by the front door, eye to eye with the wall mounted ash tray and overgrown flower ciggarette butt bed.

Not one for the ‘Good Pub/Food Guide’.

We continued to Midgham through a beautiful bridal path, through vast swathes of Snowdrops bathed in sunshine with Hamish carrying his 4ft tree trunk, bashing us in the back of the knees every time he over-took us.

We decided to walk back to Thatcham down the canal, where Hamish actually did nearly catch us a swan or two.  Lovely part of the canal until you reach Thatcham and walk past at least two miles of warehouses and distribution centres – a huge industrial area.

We jumped on the train at Thatcham (sure the fellow travellers loved Hamish’s ‘just out of the canal’ aroma).  And wandered home.

Then discovered I had actually walked 10.6 miles. Without moaning! Seriously must be good at this walking thing, and realised it’s why I hate Julia Bradbury so much – it is jealousy! She has my job!

(n.b. in my post walk euphoria and delirium I also agreed to do the Moonwalk – the one for charity, not Michael Jackson going backward thing. That’s 26 miles! In the dark! In a bloody bra!)

Did tapas and a few glasses of red and fell asleep with amazing ease again!

Sunday, I picked up the girls and we went to my Mother’s for dinner.  We visited my Granny in her home… she has a new ‘boyfriend’, Arthur. Although they both have dementia, so it’s a bit like 50 First Dates, still, at least they don’t get to that bored stage with each other…

We had a lovely roast and an afternoon of tv, then a family battle over Uno Extreme. It got tense.  I don’t know why everyone is so bloody competitive. But I won the most games….

Really? Toilet Paper envy?

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Had a fantastic time playing with my new toy when I got home last night! I am officially in ‘lurve’ with my iMac (keep wanting to call it an iMax, but that’s a cinema, right?)  Oooh its so big and shiny, it makes my work pc look so dull and mundane.

Had a lovely (but chilly) evening walk with Hamish – taking pictures and playing with all the different settings and flash thingies. I also took some self-portraits and also fell over in a field while doing them. Ages since I had muddy knees.

Yes. It's Grass. But it's Wild Grass.

I have managed to get quite a lot of not very important or interesting work done today…

Tonight I must do some housework, really.  Girls are home so I won’t get a look in on the iMaxMac – but Masterchef is on and I do love a good gossip about Pudding Face and Hamster Cheeks while they are on.

Shameless last night. Excellent line. ‘You had me at I’m a twat’. Genius.

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