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The belated story of Wonderwoman

7/1/2014

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You know those things that would definitely be a fantastic idea but somehow you never quite get around to doing them.  The organisation involved is just a bit too much or the first thing on the list is the most complicated and difficult.  The glorious idea remains in the planning stages and you always have the promise ahead but no actuality, just a wonderful dream.

Well, dressing up as Wonderwoman was one of those things. I could do it to mark World Ovarian Cancer Day, turn myself from One Woman walking into Wonderwoman walking. Geddit?  It would be funny, I thought.  It would attract attention, people would shove fistfuls of money into my donation tin, attracted by my cheery grin and dashing bravery. I'd manage another first for this journey; in addition to going home with people I met in pubs or knocking on doors to ask strangers for hospitality, this time I'd wilfully embarrass myself.  Everyone wins.  But somehow, while carrying the outfit in my rucksack, I never managed to sit up in the morning and think "Today is the day I will dress as Wonderwoman."

So I put the question to Facebook.  A helpful nudge in the right direction; I work well to deadlines.  The people voted that Chester would be the day; great, I thought. More people means more donations, right?  I'll attract crowds!  All dying to know what I'm doing!  Symptoms awareness!  Money for charity!

I woke up that morning on the verandah of a closed up holiday chalet.  I knew that bad weather was on the way so I dressed quickly and was off before 7am, managing about 45 minutes of walking before a rumble of thunder passed overhead, suddenly there was a flutter of rain and then hail!  In June!  I got soaked, kept on for the six miles into Chester and then......anticlimax.
It didn't happen.  People ignored me.  Somehow I had crossed the line from 'different and interesting' to 'wierd and must ignore'.  Nobody asked what I was doing, much less put any donations in the tin.  I felt deflated and silly after about an hour in the centre of town I gave up, walked into a pub toilet and got changed.  It made a good story anyway.
I'll do it again I think; because I like being an idiot.  But maybe not in an English city.  And hopefully I'll have someone walking with me that day.  It's always easier to be a fool when someone's laughing with you.
Donations are up to about 4000 pounds so I reckon when I hit 5000 Wonderwoman will be GO!
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