Day 64, Friday March 6, 11.3oam: Martyn is one of those rarities - a truly, genuinely, wonderfully nice guy. He makes all his friends absolutely sick.
Actually, he makes me even sicker this morning than he did before. He has just sent me an email updating his progress.
Now the bit about the boat I can live with...
Martyn, it turns out, has always wanted to sail. And he also wants to spend more quality time with his children.
"My best pal {Editor's note: That's the friend that hates him the most} saw this one (pictured), so I decided that I'm now 40 and life is flying by at an alarming rate so why not do something that I will get pleasure out of and hopefullly the kids will get involved in as well?
"It's currently in a boat yard on the River Blackwater near Maldon , Essex... It needs some TLC but is structually sound and has a small cabin space for sleep overs... me and the two kids would be snug but do-able."
To date, the windows have been replaced. Martyn is still looking for a name for his craft - suggestions gratefully received. He hopes to hit the water in May or June.
Which is all very fine and dandy.
But then, I learn from Martyn's email, that he has also signed up to take his Level 1 LTA tennis coaching qualification.
I've known Martyn for years, working alongside him at Reuters, but never knew. It turns out he's played tennis at county leve since he was a short-legged sprog. He even beat Mark Petchey a few times (former Davis Cup player and world top 100).
So the man isn't just great, he's also absurdly talented. Utterly, utterly sickening. I hope his boat sinks. With him (but not the kids, of course) on board.
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