by Gavin Sandford | Aug 28, 2014 | 45Marathons45Days, Blog |
I am gratefully armed to take on the hustling streets of Manchester with my first lady, my gal Hayley and good friends Robin and Martin. A small and happy band. Thanks beyond measure extends to them all. Behind the scenes at base camp. My man Ben is holding the fort...
by Gavin Sandford | Aug 28, 2014 | 45Marathons45Days, Blog |
Tormented weather screams across the long battered surfaces of the Pennines. The undergrowth is haggard and wiry and shrugs the weather with ease. I wish that I could do the same. There is little to see. Rain never rests and hastily shivers and slithers to warmer...
by Gavin Sandford | Aug 28, 2014 | 45Marathons45Days, Press |
Yesterday Gavin met Phil Trow from BBC Radio Manchester’s Drive time show, dressed appropriately as usual. ...
by Gavin Sandford | Aug 26, 2014 | 45Marathons45Days, Blog |
I leave the stifling but sadly comforting confines of my box and I am met by a blanket of rain and an onslaught of sounds. The most piercing being the Taaaatttttt aa taaaaaatt!! Taaaatttttt aa taaaaaatt!! Taaaatttttt aa taaaaaatt!! that mercilessly invades my ears....
by Gavin Sandford | Aug 26, 2014 | 45Marathons45Days, Blog |
The aches and pains trigger shivers and random nightmares and wanderings to past lives and keep me semi awake all night. In my uncurling and creaking state I laboriously get up like an old bear gnarling at an early wake from hibernation. An age passes...
