Went to watch the start of the Great North Run yesterday. For anyone who doesn’t know, it’s the biggest half marathon in the world. Something like 54,000 people running. That’s a lot of sweat. My brother and his wife were running, and we managed to spot them crossing the Tyne Bridge, BEFORE they started sweating and grunting … which is a good thing. I’m not a runner, oh no, and the stories I’ve now heard about the various places that can chafe – and we’re talking dark places – I’m not sure it’s ever gonna be my thing. All I can tell you is it involves sticking plasters, Vaseline, and a whole lot of places on my brother’s body I don’t even want to think about. Anyway, it was inspiring to see so many people running, walking, yomping, bouncing, wheeling and lolloping for so many good causes. Well done everybody. And I was very proud to see Mike and Clare out there running and raising a lot of money.