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Name: Adrian Ham
Age 48
Height: 6 ft
Eyes: Piercing Blue
Hair: Black, with grey highlights and slightly balding, so cropped short
Build: Tall, broad like a rugby player but also carries some middle age spread
Profession: Accountant
He yawned deeply as he stretched out in bed. It was early on a Sunny Sunday morning, as Adrian stood up from bed; walking into the en-suite bathroom, and splashing his face.
"Morning Gorgeous"
Moments later, he was down in the kitchen, where Angela his long suffering wife was pouring two mugs of tea, the small TV with the sound of the Sunday morning News program. The two of them sat at the table, as they reached for their tablets, and started to read the online versions of the Sunday papers...
He closed the front door behind him, glancing down to Beth's abode, as he started to stretch, warm up for his run. They had a open invite of running together at 9 am. Beth was younger, skinnier and a bloody good runner. She could thrash him any time. But whilst he was older and heavier built, he had more endurance, and could keep going it seemed albeit at a steady pace.
By the time he had finished stretching, there was still no sign of Beth.
"Probably was out boozing and shagging last night" he thought to himself, positioning his earphones into place. and t the sound of energetic prog rock, and the voice of Endomondo, he was off, following his usual 6 mile route albeit at a slow gentle pace.
It was already hot, and well some exercise is better than nothing.
Name: Adrian Ham
Age 48
Height: 6 ft
Eyes: Piercing Blue
Hair: Black, with grey highlights and slightly balding, so cropped short
Build: Tall, broad like a rugby player but also carries some middle age spread
Profession: Accountant
He yawned deeply as he stretched out in bed. It was early on a Sunny Sunday morning, as Adrian stood up from bed; walking into the en-suite bathroom, and splashing his face.
"Morning Gorgeous"
Moments later, he was down in the kitchen, where Angela his long suffering wife was pouring two mugs of tea, the small TV with the sound of the Sunday morning News program. The two of them sat at the table, as they reached for their tablets, and started to read the online versions of the Sunday papers...
He closed the front door behind him, glancing down to Beth's abode, as he started to stretch, warm up for his run. They had a open invite of running together at 9 am. Beth was younger, skinnier and a bloody good runner. She could thrash him any time. But whilst he was older and heavier built, he had more endurance, and could keep going it seemed albeit at a steady pace.
By the time he had finished stretching, there was still no sign of Beth.
"Probably was out boozing and shagging last night" he thought to himself, positioning his earphones into place. and t the sound of energetic prog rock, and the voice of Endomondo, he was off, following his usual 6 mile route albeit at a slow gentle pace.
It was already hot, and well some exercise is better than nothing.