But a real bad day. Didn't think people I don't want to see would be there. If I had know I wouldn't have gone. I know it's the cowards way out but every time I see them I die a little bit more inside. It is destroying me. Just when I think I am getting on with my life. Bang. There it is right at me. In my face. And I die a little more.
Beat last years time in the Cardington Cracker by 10 seconds in treacherously snowy, icy conditions - totally different from last years rather mild conditions. But I feel shit. Totally shit. And now I succumb to a bottle of wine to numb my pain.