Five days after the marathon, and the return of some kind of normality. I’ve been in Manchester all week, discussing sensible things like business processes and software solutions, and generally re-acquainting myself with normal life. Normal life, I am reminded, contains beer and Indian food and fried breakfasts and chocolate and midnight biscuits. Which in turn contain horrid things called calories which are already producing the hint of a long-forgotten sense of tension between the belly and the belt.… READ MORE.... …