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Sixty Seconds With... is back. Perhaps just for today. Perhaps longer. No actually, who am I trying to kid? It's just for today. And today we meet the British adventurer and holder of several endurance records, Gareth Woodham. Commonly referred to as the 'Ranulph Fiennes of Marston Moretaine', this is him. In his words.

You have caught me in the club with two lap-dancers on my knees. One might be female.

Silence is doing it poorly.

The last time I heard Mika, I was the DJ.

If it was any bigger than it is at the moment, I would have to get a firm in.

The one piece of advice I will offer is never to offer the author of this blog a job. He'll take it. Then leave. Then come back. Then leave again. Then come back again. Then leave again. Then come back again. Then leave again. True story.

To do good work is my life's ambition. I'll get there one day.

I have more athletic ability than the hours I spend playing Call Of Duty suggests.

Half way around this corner is a pub. So that's why I have decided to move the regional office again.

I wasn't there when I should have been. Which is why I am now here.

The definition of success is what Jonathan Lee will be doing in five years.

Ten years from now I want to be a lady of leisure.

I admire anyone who can carry four pints and a bowl of pistachio nuts all at once.

Did you ever see me as Mr T? No? Add me as a friend on facebook.

It doesn't take more than five minutes to add me on facebook. I seriously need more friends.

When I've finished this I will wonder why I agreed to it in the first place.

Gareth Woodham was talking to Jolly Interesting Stuff courtesy of Forest of Marston Vale Pies.

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  1. Nice to see the Sunday Sixty back. It doesn't explain why Gareth's hand is made of toast though.

  2. I never had the confidence to ask.