|(this is not my xray but might as well be)|
If I wasn't hobbling (mentally and physically), I would be in this.
The object is to run around the perimeter of Britain in stretches of 26 miles. So, one marathon at a time. It can be done in teams, so snails like me could run a quarter - or maybe a half - and someone else would take over the rest. Or a team of 26 people could run a mile each. Not a bad idea if you never run and your friends will shell out cash just to see you in a pair of shorts and trainers, nevermind shuffling along at faster-than-walking pace for a few minutes.
My thesis and my hurt toe are in my way, or I'd have been harassing people for donations long ago. Who knows - it might work out yet. I need some power healing.
If you can't run, simply Give them (Brain Tumour UK) your money. Give them your money. Give them your money.
Or give something via my page. You know. The one in the side bar.
Or just give me money. I need to eat if I want to power heal. I need to pay the electricity and gas bills too. Patrons, please.