No Cars Go

First up, sorry for the delay in reporting in. I know you have all been on the edge of your seats waiting to find out how I got on running round the home of British motorsport last Sunday, the truth is though I’ve had a rather busy few days since I staggered over the line…

Falling to pieces

Remember when you were a kid? You could just run, and run, and run and then run some more. Nothing seemed to affect you; you’d just run as fast as you could for as long as it was humanly possible. Every breaktime at school, just running around non stop. Sometimes I’d attempt to play football,…

Seeph vs Transport

After theĀ aberrationĀ at The Emirates on Sunday, I’ve spent the past week pretending football didn’t exist. Sitting there watching Tottenham get taken apart by Theo Walcott of all people was a distinctly painful experience, and one I hope I don’t ever have to sit through ever, ever again. I’d spent the whole week leading up to…