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Things To Do Before I Turn 50

  (also known as my "TA-DA" list as opposed to a "to do" list) It was my 49th birthday a few days ago and this got me thinking. Any birthday that ends with a zero always feels a bit like milestone or a landmark and, when I hit the big "five-o" in 2022, I don't want huge parties or celebrations but I would like to have ticked a few things off my low-effort bucket list.   I see these things as a way to improve my mental and physical health, plus a few slightly off-the-wall experiences that would make for great memories.  Start running again and include the following: Lead a C25K group again  Participate in parkrun EVERY week where possible  < ongoing (now parkrun Run Director too) Visit local landmarks whilst running  Train for a long race - building up from 5k > 10k > 10 miles > half marathon, with a couple of longer trail races mixed in  Lose a lot bit of weight Post more on Instagram or give the blog a bit of a reboot < ongoing Look at

I HATE ASDA ON A FRIDAY EVENING - but I'm really sorry if you were in the queue behind me!

OMG Asda hahahah I nearly got killed in there!!

I got to the till with 16 cans of lager, one bottle of blackcurrant and 3 bottles of wine - about £22/23 so I thought...

the till racks up 29 fucking quid.....

I said to the girl, "Sorry love, it shouldn't be that much - those cans were 8 for £6!!" So she buzzes the manager... the manager looks and muses, wanders over to the shelf, comes back, agrees, changes the till, charges me the right price and fucks off.... all this time I'm apologising to the queue behind me because it's usually ME who gets caught behind some numpty who'd picked the only non-bar-coded item in the whole of the shop!!! Anyway, the girl behind the till scans the blackcurrant and then presses "TOTAL".... then we hear, "oh no, she's not authorised and over-rided it!!!!", so she has to call the manager again who has to do the whole till thing again and what-not!!!....

I turned to the queue that had formed down the aisle and past the toilet rolls and said, "I'm so sorry....." but I got 'da evils' from some Vikki Pollard look-a-like and her mother so I paid and scuttled back to my car, all the time looking over my shoulder!!

The moral of this story? Don't go to Asda on a Friday evening unless ABSOLUTELY necessary!!!