As you know, I don’t normally talk about my family, mainly because I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t want to know about them and that they, in turn, would be absolutely horrified if I did. However, today, I’m going to make an exception. This is a personal post, about my brother, and at the end of it, I’m going to ask for your help. I aim to beg in an amusing way, without putting anyone under pressure, but if you think you’ll be uncomfortable with that feel free to make a swift exit!
Right, if anyone’s still here, on we go.
Today, I’d like to tell you about a very important event which my brother, Giles Bell: A prime examples of er, middle aged athleticism if ever there was one; a man in the peak of physical fitness – see photo – is going to undertake with a team of other…
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