You know when you get a certain satisfaction out of something you wanted to do for a while, and get to do it?
Well, this week I did something I wanted to do for some time.
I walked the length of the Malvern Hills from Tank Quarry to Chase End Hill.
It took me about three-and-a-half hours and at the end I was ******** and so was the dog, Wolfie.
We were done in when we got to Chase End but then we took a wrong turn up a muddy path and ended up climbing though the woods. But it was well worth it when we got to the top.
The feeling of elation was slightly tinged when I found I had no signal on my mobile.
So the call to Mandi’s Taxis was not possible and we had to walk another mile and half back to get signal. Salt in the wound is the expression, I think.
Anyway I’m glad I did it but was not so happy the next morning when attempting to get out of bed.
Wolfie was a bit tired as well.
I enjoyed Friday night with the Mayor of Worcester Ian Imray at the Guildhall.
The Male Voice Choir were in good voice, and Zephyr were their guests. They are a jazz group from the sixth form college and what a great sound they made.
As the mayor pointed out, youngsters getting together to play music may not make the headlines, but youngsters getting Asbos and into trouble does.
Well done to all and thanks to everyone for turning up.
I’m at Sale tonight trying to relay the events of the Warriors latest step in the hoped-for road to stay in the Premiership.
I will be relaying the score back to you folks in Worcestershire, with Tuts alongside, so if you want to keep right up to date with events, tune in. We will get the score right, if nothing else.
Last Saturday was one of those occasions when you think some days are better than others and what a great effort from the crowd at Sixways. Just before the end the noise was thunderous and, considering the lack of success at the ground this season, I think the support has been terrific.
Talking of sport, good luck to the Harriers. Wouldn’t it be great to see them back at at Wembley. And good luck to all our local teams.
One man you would not want to be this week, Tim Packwood, the groundsman at New Road. The season is six weeks away and the ground is under six feet of water.
Nice and dry up the Malverns, Tim!