... but no! 
I thought I had to go up to the post office to collect a birthday present that someone had sent me for Monday, that the postman couldn't get through the letterbox.
But no. It was a letter from the London Marathon, to say "Bad luck, you can't do it next year". But remember, I can't run at the moment (and not for at least a few weeks, maybe many). Bu the 'rejected' magazine came with a red fleece jumper. I *like* red (I wore a red wedding dress, which I've had fiddled with, and worn for other people's weddings!). And, sadly, I love fleece jumpers. I am horrifically unfashionable, me, but hey, I am warm! Just throw it on over the clothes you wore all day, mmmm. So, thank you, VLM!
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