No, not the chocolate bar now known as Snickers (Although that would be more believable!).
We’re proud to say we’re sponsoring our moustached friend – here’s a little word from his royal highness:
“I’ll try and keep this as brief and sap-free as possible since I’m asking for donations and not your vote on the X Factor! I’m at the age now where I should know better. I’m in the worst shape of my life and the only running I do is the bath. The only marathon I’ve completed is on Netflix. I live a 5 minute walk from SWP and will drive in with even the most minor of excuses. In the words of David Byrne – ‘I’m wicked and I’m lazy’.
Perfect preparation then, as on April the 26th, I will hit the streets of London with 40,000 runners and tackle 26.2 tough miles in the name of charity. And tough is not even the half of it, all the early morning starts, 6 months without a pint of Fosters, the endless miles of pavement pounding that have ruined my shins, the blood, moustache sweat and tears. I even made a conscious decision to go into a shop with the express purpose of buying a bum bag. And spandex. So much spandex.
I’m desperate to not only complete the distance but raise as much money as humanly possible for Cancer Research UK, who have graciously allowed me to run on their behalf. This year is special, as every pound raised by Cancer Research UK runners will go towards the building of the Francis Crick Institute. To reach my goal I really need your help, so please take a few moments of your time to click below and help me over the line.
The link to help me out is www.virginmoneygiving.com/karlpeutrill
Thank you so much for the support and in advance for any donations! I’m genuinely grateful for every penny as the cause means the world to me and my family.”
Good Luck Karl, from us all at SWP – (In the interim, get back to work!)