The thought occurred as I went there that I haven't explained much about my support network of people for this challenge, so here goes.
In Alphabetical order (Because all writers have to have OCD somewhere...)
Jude Dodd - The reminder that I need to be a better man than I often believe myself to be
Mark Dodd - The reminder that I'm still the same age as he is inside.
Martin Kent - His Laurel to my Hardy (if Laurel had been tall and Hardy had been short).
Graham Palk - The hand that prevents me falling back
Lee Swift - The smile that reminds me the day is better than it could be.
John and Sue Wilson, the people that I trust most to tell me when I'm being silly...Which they haven't yet, but I'm sure it's coming
Sheffield Writers and Scribble - Because it's good to know that other people are doing this too
And all of this will not be forgotten, for steak dinner awaits us all at the end of this year...
This is John Dodd in the Socialist Republic of South Yorkshire and Goodnight England, wherever you are...
