Quick, nurse: The screens.

Minding my own business, out on my Day 2 run this week, a passing car slowed in front of me, wound down the passenger window, and an unknown arm displayed a sign with this simple message (left).  I was being alerted to the presence of medical staff.

Perhaps this is a new NHS initiative for proactive care.  A few years ago you could go to your GP who offered a "well-man" clinic to spot and deal with early signs of ill-health.  GPs got a payment for this, preventative therapies were applied, and many problems averted before they became a large burden to the taxpayer.  The new policy seems to be based on intimidating perfectly fit athletes on the street, no doubt to scoop up compliant hypochondriacs and whisk them back to a polyclinic to be assessed as part of a PFI revenue-earning gravy-train.  Well, I saw them coming (or rather, I didn't) and was able to make my escape.

Yesterday was Day 1 of the new running week.  Continuing my theme of running around the reservoirs of the UK, I circumnavigated the 5 miles of Draycote Water in Warwickshire, which bizarely is home to a herd of 200 alpacas.  They spit.

But I really do need to get on with fundraising as my training programme appears to be more succesful than my ability to raise much-needed sponsorship for Care for the Family.  I do hope you can help me by going to my sponsorship page, learning about the families across the UK that are being helped, and pledging your financial support. Thanks.