I’m going to start a campaign to get friends to move closer

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Last week I decided to begin a tradition of running to my friends’ houses in Portsmouth to deliver their cards.

Bearing in mind I haven’t run properly since the Great South Run in October, I thought I’d take it at a steady pace and, even so, would probably be back home in an hour.

Eight miles later my Christmas spirit had evaporated into a desire to have fewer friends this time next year, or at least to start a campaign to get them to move closer.

But it was a fun thing to do and I will do it again next year (and I will try not to get lost in Fratton this time).

Happily, for my poor knees, wishing you a happy Christmas is a far less strenuous exercise. Thank you for reading throughout the year and have a wonderful time.