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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Saturday, 1 August 2009

24 hours of lard!

Started last night at the Stokes Bay Festival with plenty of Guiness and The Proclaimers (or Jim McFarlane?). And they were great; a really enjoyable night out.

Today we had an all-you-can-eat buffet in the local Indian restaurant followed by a trip to the cinema to see the latest Harry Potter film along with a bag of liquorice allsorts that only just about survived until after the opening credits. All finished off tonight with a few pear ciders. Best I get out and ride my bike tomorrow then!

Best of luck to those racing IMUK tomorrow - I think you're going to need it.
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