Marathon Mum. Marathon Man. Get the joke? Both feature obsessiveness, shady characters from Europe, lots of running, and most notably, torture. This online journal began as I trained for the 2005 London Marathon. I successfully finished the race, but MarathonMum lives on. After all, life as a mother isn't a sprint, it's a marathon.
Autumn is rolling in, and with it, the autumn colours.
When I saw this shadow in the back garden, it looked to me like the Bat Sign-- calling Batman to Gotham CIty to restore law and order and do other Batman-like things.
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