The Fat Man in the Bathtub has been wrunning for Sport Relief, with hilarious results. With a turn of pace that would put Martin Taylor to shame, he has now found that keeping up with him effortlessly is...

my Mrs , in her jeans, kinky boots and heavy coat trotting along beside me, with a big grin on her face and not suffering at all. Not to mention the daughter appearing from nowhere and legging it effortlessly ahead. In her diamante bloody slippers.

I'm told comrade Watson has also shed a stone as his missus weighs out his grub for him each day and choccy biscuits have been replaced by a delicate beetroot salad. Perhaps he'll also get the wrunning bug too.