OK, so it’s been a while since I updated the blog. I'm told that it makes good reading, even thought I didn't even make a podium finish from the last lot of blogs. Curry (judge) must be on a bung. This may prove to be beneficial as he is one of the umpires. Such a nice guy, very generous, incredibly funny with a heart of gold. I am lucky to have such a special guy in my life (not in the rose wine way - see previous blog).

So what has been going on since the Radio 2 interview? We went to Dartmoor, dressed as gorillas in a few cases, flew kites, cooked fried eggs on a hill, carried some earth up another hill, and carried some buckets of water from a stream, over said hill. All in all the competition ended in a 3 way tie, which seemed to be fair. Richard Kirtley (shameless relation) decided to get half naked (by that I mean just a tea towel) in the pursuit of additional points. Unfortunately Curry (bloody nice guy) didn’t see it that way, and although Richard was given a point for his antics, was immediately debited a point for being 'ridiculous'. Jamo is now scared for life - he didn’t expect to be winked at in such a remote place.

The following weekend was spent in the Brecon Beacons, and we were joined by some wonderful Trektators, who really added to the enjoyment of the weekend. And couple of Tenzing team came as well, consisting of an antipodean 'one trick pony', and a guy wearing a bright pink shirt driving his soft top hair dryer. Enough said.

It was absolutely stunning, the Saturday was spent mostly on logistics, meeting people, losing people, sliding on ice and snow, snow balls fights and rambling. To say we were impressed with the views we saw up there is an understatement. 3 feet of snow, clear blue skies, great company, a map a compass and a full belly makes for a great day. We almost summited Pen y fan, and there were some impressive views of Fan y Big (insert joke here). The weather closed in, and when we saw repeated flying of the rescue helicopter, we decided to turn back, about 100m short of the peak. Next time.

That evening, we ate some more (mostly curry), blew the fuse in the pavilion (where we were sleeping) slept, told jokes about rambling and walking, and attempted to self heat the pavilion. All part of the conditioning . . .

If anyone hasn't done the full waterfalls in the Brecon Beacons, please do so whenever you get the chance. It is breathtaking, the long walk, the steps and the rain were soon forgotten, for a while at least, when we walked under the waterfalls, while it was snowing. There are not many moments in your life when you see something that you have never seen before, and I just stood there, not saying much and thinking how lucky I am. About an hour later the 'one trick pony' and the shirt levitating tenzing members were whingeing again, but that is probably part of their conditioning. That and rubbish hair.

Since then it’s been pretty full on. One weekend off so far this year, and for me - I have no weekends free until mid-September. And to think that I'm single - I wonder why!! Still, there's the bigger picture regarding this, but that’s not always recognised. Never in fact! . . . .

So what next? More media (darling). I did a sound bite for Real Radio earlier this week, which will get played 4 times a day for the next few weeks. Apologies in advance for this.

And, most importantly I will be doing everything I can to reach my personal funding target of £10 000. If you haven’t donated yet, please do so. I can tell you as much as you like how hard it is going to be up there, playing cricket. Listen to Radio 1, and the celebrity team on Kilimanjaro, and ask them if they could play any sport where they are at the moment. This isn't to criticise their attempt in any way. To raise what I predict will be in excess of £2million by the time they get back will be and incredible effort for all involved.

That’s it for now, it’s been a busy few weeks, and we are building up to the Bath Half Marathon next weekend. If you are there, look out for the guy running in pads, with a rucksack. That'll be me, probably near the back.

Its PR darling, init?