Mrs VC and I did the Jane Tomlinson Leeds 10K this morning. About 4km in we were jogging along, passing the usual collection of fairies and super heroes when a six foot Mole came powering past us
There he was, button nose bobbing, big shovel hands flapping about, and giving it legs. I wasn't having this and set off after him. It took nearly 50 yards to realise that I'd left Mrs VC behind and was making a right twonk of myself So I had to let him go and accept that I'm no match for a burrowing animal.
A great morning though and a couple of hundred quid raised for Jane's Appeal
There he was, button nose bobbing, big shovel hands flapping about, and giving it legs. I wasn't having this and set off after him. It took nearly 50 yards to realise that I'd left Mrs VC behind and was making a right twonk of myself So I had to let him go and accept that I'm no match for a burrowing animal.
A great morning though and a couple of hundred quid raised for Jane's Appeal