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Literally chasing men

Recently, I joined a running club with the sole aim of meeting men. That’s what they recommend if you’re single, isn’t it – drag yourself along to evening classes until you finally get lucky. They say you should learn French, or take up badminton, or spend two hours every Tuesday sensually […]

The Great North Run 2013

Yesterday was the day. The day of the presumptuously-titled Great North Run, which I’d been working towards since the spring. To cut a long story short, it was indeed great, it was indeed Northern, and it was indeed a run. But why would I cut a long story short when […]