Bacon, Booze and Boobs
2 to Twickers
First, let me introduce Matt Lappin, an 'Outstanding' teacher (according to Ofsted) and Sports Teacher of the Year 2014. Also slightly mad, but 'teacher' sort of covers that aspect of his personality. He is entrusted with the education of the smaller type of person, setting them up for the rest of their time in school, he teaches the important stuff, the 3 R's Reading 'Riting and 'Rithmetic (No, I never understood the 3R bit either) He can usually be found, after school, surrounded by young children, with a cricket bat, tennis racket or even a Maypole by his side. He was the weight, keeping the pole upright when I first met him, but that's another story. Without Matt, sports days wouldn't happen, and the school would be full of unfit kids that couldn't read or write. Well done that man.
|Unless my eyes have finally gone, Matt is the tall one on the Right|
I'm not saying I'm a couch potato by any means, I've walked thousands of miles for charity, swam along the Kennet and Avon, badly. I've even walked to the Jazz Cafe in Reading's Madjeski Stadium, just for a curry night and a beer. I should point out that the start of this walk was Glasgow Airport, and I went via the Lake District and took in a bit of the Peaks too. WHY? I hear you ask. Charity. I do something slightly bonkers every Summer, raising funds and awareness for charities close to my heart.
|Yep, That's me!|
|What? This isn't Matthew and Steve? Who the hell are these two then?|
Thanks also to Gerry, my fantastic supplier of the plywood and the main man at Dex Interiors who also gave us some other timber and more varnish. He also asked if the ply was going to be thick enough as, and I quote "but Steve, you're not what I'd call svelte" thanks mate!
Bacon? The day is not complete without bacon, so how on Earth are we going to get bacon into this equation? Well, to quote the great anthropomorphic Russian Meerkat, Aleksandr Orlov, "Simples!"
We have a party. The location needs to be by the side of the Thames, so we can lauch our craft/s. It needs to be somewhere people can find easily, somewhere they can stay and have a drink, somewhere that can supply us with bacon baps, and maybe even a Bucks Fizz (can't have a party without some booze). Somewhere like The Great House, it's posh, on the Thames, Sonning-on-Thames near Reading to be precise, it has a bar, and BBQ facilities outside, and most importantly, they have said that they will support us in our crazy challenge. Thank You Great House :o)
So there you have it, two mad teaching types, some plywood, a litre of varnish, a whole load of bacon and a party on the Thames. All we need now is a charity to support.
This was the easiest bit of the whole challenge, choosing a worthy cause.
Cancer sucks! Almost everyone will be touched by cancer at some point in their life. If not themselves, then a close family member or a good mate will have their lives torn apart by Cancer. I lost both my sisters to Breast Cancer, and a close friend of Matt and myself is going through treatment as I speak. So Breast Cancer... but there are a few charities to choose from. Well, we both work in education of one sort or another, we are both surrounded by young people during our working week, and yes, young people get cancer too.
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So there you have it, that's what happens when two blokes get an idea into their head, two blokes with a passion, two blokes who don't like failing, and two blokes who like bacon. Did I mention we're both slightly mad?