Malcolms Challenges

 The alarm went off at 4am, but I was already up and running - for my porridge at least.  As I crept downstairs so as not to wake anyone, suddenly all hell broke loose. My daughter's rescue dog, Lopen was up and running too, and proceeded to wake the whole house up with his loud barking. As Laura struggled to deal with him, I just got on with making porridge and getting my sh*t together.  So far so good as I left the house by half past. Shawlands was surprisingly busy as I made my way across to the start, with several walks of shame going on, and the first of many encounters with a taxi driver who doesnt realise that the Highway Code now states that a pedestrian can do wtf they want and drivers just have to deal with it...... 455 and I was up at the Queens Park flagpole and eager for the off. Surprised and delighted to be joined by Iain and Rodrigo. A bit of a delay whilst I footled about trying to get the Garmin watch that my son Robert had lent me to power up. Just as well as at