…romantic desires and running aspires(parkrun #160 - tourist run #34 ) Preamble Some years ago (I won’t say how many, except that it was in the last century), Cathy Tabor started her nurse training in Oxford. She was to spend many of her ensuing Saturdays, when she wasn’t on duty, with a certain young man... Continue Reading →
Oh I do like to be beside the lake-side… Milton Keynes parkrun
(parkrun #152 - tourist run #30 ) Say what you like (or what you don't like) about Milton Keynes as a place to live, it is certainly a great place for a run, or a walk for that matter. It has plenty of planned open green spaces "buffering" between the residential, commercial and industrial zones.... Continue Reading →
Tring’s kilted parkrun
(parkrun #151) It all started back in 2015 when one of our RDs dared another Tring parkrunner, and fellow Scot, to come dressed in their (real) kilt to do a parkrun. Chris Ken Then in 2016, the word went round a few other of the regulars with Caledonian connections to do the same. By the... Continue Reading →
A VIEw MORE than expected…
(parkrun #143 - tourist run #26 ) (...with a wee bit of dramatic licence along the way) Getting to parkruns which you have never done before can be a bit stressful. If you’ve had to travel some distance that morning to arrive at your chosen venue, then there are the usual known-unknowns: will we get... Continue Reading →
Heading East to Osterley (Tourist parkrun #25)
(parkrun #142 - tourist run #25 ) It's 7.00am on Saturday 28th August, and we are London-bound for our next parkrun excursion. Fresh from our Liverpool adventure the previous week, and no date yet set for Tring restarting, we decided to head east (from leafy Buckinghamshire) to a rural spot in leafy London-shire, just inside the... Continue Reading →
(Straw)Crosby(-berry) Beach (fields)…for ever
(parkrun #141 - tourist run #24 ) As it was Cathy’s birthday coming up, we decided to mark the occasion by ticking off an item from our parkrun Tourist bucket (and spade) list, namely Crosby (beach) parkrun, (you know…the one just outside Liverpool with the Iron Men statues planted in the foreshore[1]) and followed by... Continue Reading →
With Nomads now….And we are back!
It’s now been three weeks since parkrun returned in England, and in that time, (unsurprisingly) Cathy and I have each chalked up the same number of parkruns. Three...Real...parkruns; and I am still pinching myself to make sure I am not experiencing some sort of group Matrix-style hallucination. As my reader will know, the Tring parkrun... Continue Reading →
parkrun 131 Delamere
Last week we were At Bushy Park, after we had been to Richmond Theatre the night before. This week we were in Cheshire, visiting friends on the Friday, and meeting up with our daughter, for lunch on the Saturday so…. what to do in the time in-between?! We had read about Delamere parkrun from our... Continue Reading →
parkrun 130 Bushy Pilgrimage
After 129 parkruns it was time to pay Bushy Park a visit. We had planned to stay the night before near Richmond as we had tickets ( a Christmas present from our son and daughter-in-law) for a play at the Richmond Theatre. Then it was up early, and drive over to Bushy Park to make... Continue Reading →
parkrun 116 Mura di Lucca…spiritu di parkrun
This was our first overseas parkrun! We were staying in Pisa, but Lucca was a straight-forward 30 minute train ride away, with the parkrun start being quite close to Lucca Station. The "language" of parkrun transcends any earthly tongue and so it was, in this charming ancient city in Tuscany, that we mingled with the... Continue Reading →