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Thursday, 28 July 2005



How do you wish well on a folly without somehow encouraging it? As with my husband's adventure races, I will just shake my head and be grateful there's one half of a couple with a survivor instinct. According to us sensible folk, scars, broken limbs and brain damage are NOT badges of honour!

Paula (in extreme maternal mode)


While I like the simpler format, the doctored photo doesn't cut it in my book -- but that is my issue, not yours, obviously.

Good luck with the race. Have the better half post confirmation of your survival or demise. Use some of that anger at The Boss, The Board and The Company to help you get past the hump. Take a sick day and get that resume polished and up to date, eh?


Great luck, Si. Kick that mountain's butt!

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