I would just like to recount some words that I heard in a song on the way in to work just now (NB avoid the Grays Inn Road, massive tailback). The 'track' in question was not a collaboration between a president and an archangel, but by two fine stalwarts of the British music industry, Kate Bush and Peter Gabriel of course.
The only reason I mention this right now is because, as some people have noticed, I have been feeling a little dejected recently. This challenge that Michael the Slothful set me, is currently leaning heavily in his favour. Forgetting the 2 weeks where I contacted no-one (see posting entitled 'London Mourns') I have been working aciduously in trying to contact these 500 individuals, yet in 27 days I have had just 2 meetings (and 2 more lined up). If things continue at this leisurely rate, by the time that proceedings are concluded I will have had just 11.555 recurring meetings, and amongst other things, will be preparing to take part in next years London Marathon (one of my forfeits).
So, never did it seem so pertinent that, as I sat in a traffic jam, a song with the title 'Don't Give Up' came on the radio. Whether or not I have "no fight left, or so it seems, I am a man whose dreams have all deserted...." remains to be seen, but I have certainly been fortified by the kindly words of friends and family and indeed people writing in to this site. I see I have well wishers from as far afield as Rome and Southern Spain (I hope the weather improves) and this continues to bolster my spirits, but I am STILL left with the nagging feeling that this was a ridiculous exercise to take on.
I have been called a 'publicity seeker', an 'insignificant little t**d who no-one will reply to' and 'a poor-man's Dave Gorman', and that's just by my friends. But to be honest, whether or not the features editor from the Evening Standard does ever get back to me, I shall plough on regardless, if nothing more than for Matt and all at the RNIB, who just this morning sent me a letter thanking me for the £1,000 cheque that they had just received.
So what I am trying to say, in a nutshell, is a massive thanks to everyone who has been supporting me. In return, I offer you a picture of Salisbury Hill.