Date: Saturday, 10 January 2009

From: David

Jamberoo in January

Just a brief note to let you know I had the pleasure of running with the Jamberoo Jogger’s club back in January, which was started by Bob and Colleen Behl around the end of 2007. They have a timed and handicapped run every Saturday afternoon at the local sports complex just down the road from the Jamberoo Pub.

I have attached a photo of some of the Jamberoo Joggers I had the opportunity to meet, and as you can see they are also a family orientated club. (Bob & Colleen are on my left)

Jamberoo is located approximately 40 Km south of Wollongong and 10 Km west of Kiama. The scenery is green, the weather fantastic and Bob promotes the “Feral” philosophy of enjoyment at all cost. I recommend if anyone is in the Jamberoo area looking for a bit of exercise, to contact Bob on 0421 167 129.

NB: The local community sponsor has refreshments just a stroll from the finish line.

Date: Tuesday, 30 December 2008

From: Belli

"my resolution was put on weight and take up smoking"

From Belli in response to an email exhortation to attend an Aquathon as part of a New Year's Resolution:

Date: Wednesday, 22 October 2008

From: Ben

Hello Ferals,

With the recent rise of China to the world stage (The Olympics), as well as that bloke from America that won a couple of medals in the pool, I feel that something must be done to ensure we can always compete.

The Choppings have therefore created the ultimate athlete…………Nicholas Ryan Chopping. 

Although weighing in at 7 ½ pounds this little tacker has the blood lines of a champion. Measuring in at 49cm and with the head circumference the size of a small country look out who ever is hosting the 2016 games.

Nicholas will be competing in various sports, and has already shown great ability in the….spit the dummy stakes, as well as my pants are very, very dirty, All of which show his true fighting spirits. 

The cheer squad have been doing well themselves. Mum still feels a little fragile (funny that you feel that way after abdominal surgery a spinal block and other related drugs [please don’t tell the Olympic committee as I am pretty sure she would fail the drug test]). Damian as usual……doesn’t seem to give a toss, and is far more interested in mum’s left overs and…….lols. Dad is becoming a little horse, from spruiking.

Beijing was good……..London will no doubt be forgotten, however look out 2016 (and Mr Phelps) as Nicholas will be nearing his prime at the ripe age of 8.

Please don’t reply to this email, as my typing ability is the equivalent of Damian’s (and it is far easier to call). However if you would like to sponsor any of the Chopping’s towards 2016 please by all means drop a line. Also can I say thanks to the first sponsor the Australian government who have chipped in $5K to start the ball rolling (they know a winner win they see one).

Cheers,

Ben Chopping

Date: Friday, 5 September 2008

From: Neil

Postcard from Vanilla Lilly

Regular Joggers may recall that in the coming Hotfoot competition we run on the new Vanilla Lilly track, across to Dom's Dilemma.   Well now is a good time to go there and find out why it is called Vanilla Lilly. 

The vanilla lilies are just now coming into flower along the track.   The photo will help you locate one.   Find one, cup the leaves and flower in your have and sniff.   You will get the beautiful vanilla aroma. 

If there are enough out, the aroma will be in the air!

Neil

Date: Friday, 22 August 2008

From: Neil and Tony

Postcard from The Golden Sheaf

We arrived at the Sheaf not long after the lead pack, and in time for our fourth refreshment of the day.   We joined the one or two locals on the footpath to watch the seventy thousand go by, and soon found our numbers swollen by runners dropping in for one or two before heading off to Bondi … although I'm not sure the "City to Sheaf" team at the next table were planning on Bondi.

The place got rowdy when the Smurfs arrived and were in no hurry to leave, and when the Storm Troopers arrived ten minutes later a roar went up and it looked as if there was going to be a battle of galactic proportions.

Racing shoes slapped the pavement.   The band played on.   Fairies danced by.   The last few walkers dawdled past.   Two police cars swept an empty road.   Peace prevailed.