This month’s Census confirms a seismic shift in the way we are living. With homeownership falling, we have to reform the rental market to make it a decent place to live.
If someone had told me last Christmas that my two-year-old son and I would be a Statutory Homeless and our home would be repossessed by Christmas 2012, I would’ve laughed in total disbelief and wished them a merry Christmas.
The imagery and the towns change, but the theme of party conferences is always the same: we are the party looking out for YOU.
An average three-bed house cost £2,000 in 1952. In 2012 it costs £162,000. That’s an inflation of 8,000%. Have you ever wondered – I mean really wondered – why this is the case?
So where to begin? Sunday 17th April 2011: London Marathon day. As anyone following this blog will know the fact that I was getting up at 6.00am to take part was achievement enough. After a week of injury hell I was so delighted to be joining the race everything else seemed somewhat irrelevant.
I could feel my heart starting to beat faster and my mouth get dry. As I approached the sea of red Virgin London Marathon signs my adrenalin was pumping. I knew I was among fellow runners – they had a look in their eyes that was a mixture of steely determination and fear — except [...]
This is a strange time for runners leading up to the London Marathon. However half-hearted you may have been about the event at the start, after months of training I challenge anyone embarking on their first marathon not to admit that they are totally obsessed.
This week has been all about coming back down to earth with a big, muscle-aching bump. After the elation — and elevation — of my running weekend in the Highlands it was back to pounding the pavements and racking up the miles in a far more urban setting.
At this stage of the training, now only [...]
Last Wednesday I was dodging green traffic lights and wobbly paving stones at the start of the A1 on a typical urban run. But by Friday afternoon I was running up a hill in three inches of snow, enjoying crystal clear skies with only the odd deer or cairn to distract me.
This was because I’d [...]
There are times in the final stretches of marathon training when one’s love of running is seriously put to the test. As the miles increase but the final goal of 26.2 miles still seems a distant dream, the cold rain is lashing and the legs are aching, it’s inevitable there will be moments when you [...]
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