Saturday 8 September 2012

Sitting in bed, dreaming mountains...

Good morning to all my friends, family, lovers, haters, sheep shaggers and raving homosexuals. How you all doin'?

A short update to let you know I am still alive (I hear you disappointment) and still dreaming of cracking one off on the top of Everest! Been another mad few months in the life of the Smallster. Ramming sheep in Wales, North and South. Having my bell end and anus simultaneously electrocuted at Tough Guy Nettle Warrior. Getting drunk in the Swiss Alps and stalked by Peter Sutcliffe (when the fuck did he get out). Getting beaten up by women in the Dojo, once again. Having my ass bitten by my dog when we go running, playing shit golf, that sort of thing.

50k bike ride tomoz, for charity of course, and then smashing up a 100+ mile 48 hour coast 2 coast of Scotland next weekend with my buddy Robson Greenfingers. Supporting Alzheimers. It's gonna be Shwweet! Saddle sores, blisters, aching limbs and getting smashed. Triffic :-)

Work has kinda gotten in the way the last few months but that's about to be rectified. Only 6 weeks until the Himmalaya. Only 6 weeks until it's off to attempt Island Peak summit. Only 6  weeks until I embark on a journey to come face to face, toe to toe, eye to eye with my ultimate goal in life........it's all I dream about....I refuse to die until such time.....conquer or be conquered.

Much love. Enjoy the sunshine x