Steph suggested that we cycle to Brighton, and Lizzie and I, fools that we are, said great we're in. Now it is two months away and I still haven't figured out how not to get a sore bum.

In my photo I'm dressed as a gnome on a bicycle, this time I won't be dressed as a gnome but whoever gives me the biggest donation can decide what fancy dress I do.*

*Must involve clothes.