IN THE summer of 2014 Richard Harris decided to celebrate his retirement by spending a night in his Bongo campervan every week for a year.
Fifty-two weeks later he achieved that target - celebrating with his friends with a big party on a steamer on Ullswater, his favourite lake in the Lake District.
He had kept going through summer, autumn, winter and spring - through sun, rain, gales, snow and ice - and not even a badly injured back or a broken leg had stopped him.
He went to places he'd never dreamed of going, did things he'd never dreamed of doing and met people he had never dreamed of meeting.
It was an extraordinary, exciting, dramatic and emotional year, which seemed to catch the imagination of other people as much as his own.
BONGO NIGHTS - the book based on those adventures - is now out.
Fifty-two weeks later he achieved that target - celebrating with his friends with a big party on a steamer on Ullswater, his favourite lake in the Lake District.
He had kept going through summer, autumn, winter and spring - through sun, rain, gales, snow and ice - and not even a badly injured back or a broken leg had stopped him.
He went to places he'd never dreamed of going, did things he'd never dreamed of doing and met people he had never dreamed of meeting.
It was an extraordinary, exciting, dramatic and emotional year, which seemed to catch the imagination of other people as much as his own.
BONGO NIGHTS - the book based on those adventures - is now out.
