Madam, – I took part in the mini-marathon on Monday for the third year running and was struck yet again by the Father Tednature of the compere who talked to the crowd at the beginning of the race.
I felt like I was in a lovely girls competition, when he said things like “well done girls” and “aren’t they great”. Surely it would make more sense for the person talking to a crowd of 40,000 women to be a woman? In addition, the bands located at 1km intervals along the way were 99 per cent men – mostly jaded three-piece wedding bands, singing patronising ditties like Joe Dolan’s You’re Such a Good Looking Woman. I am, but I wasn’t looking so good on Monday with that heat! I reckon it is time for some positive discrimination. – Yours, etc,