The Walker With Heart

I don’t count the friends that have died in any single year, those whose health has had a down spell, or those who’ve had ops.   If I did I think I’d go slightly mad (and probably not in a good way).   Some view this as me not really caring, well those “some” don’t know me. I’m not a surgeon, nor a doctor or a nurse… I can’t help other than being me, doing what I can to raise awareness and try and work behind the scenes to improve things. Those who have died haven’t just been from my dickey-ticker world, friends and colleagues from work, others I know through my varied and mixed interests.   Each year I buy a decent bottle of Scotch, single malt (I have standards) and I hope that I can leave it on its shelf unopened. The Jura: Superstition is far, far too far down the bottle for it to have been a good year. But it has been a year where I have done things I wasn’t sure that I would be able to… I set myself the target of walking or running 25 miles a week on to...

This is a blog for all the little people, the middle sized people and the big people who end up being the little and middle sized people’s parents – Thank you. I spent the last four days running around, in a non-running sense, around Butlins at Bognor.   Over twenty kids (and a few adults) with heart conditions and their families came and joined CHF for our magical Winter Wonderland.   I wish I had a magic wand and we could bring all who wanted to come along, but through the generosity of one sponsor we were able to bring more families than ever before, and member groups and individuals supported others to come. So why a thank you from me? And this isn’t just for our Winter Wonderlanders, it’s for everyone who comes along to be part of our family. (Yes we have the odd hiccup, yup some of us don’t always get on – but that’s family.   We roll along with the rough and smooth and get on with things.) From Science Museum trips, through farm trips, madness in ...