I have a lot of shippee about tomorrow.

First, a wee story about Aladdin. Kept rubbing his lamp, and the genie would appear. The genie would say "your wish is my command" and Aladdin would say "I want to win the lottery".

Week after week went by, and Aladdin never won a single thing. One week, he rubbed his lamp and out popped the "your wish is my command"-ing genie. Aladdin had a right go at the genie. "Every week", he says, "I wish for to win the lottery and it doesn't happen. What's the deal?"

The genie said to Aladdin - "meet me halfway. Buy a ticket".

MidWest Racing. Home of champions - Darren Wheeler, Darryl Bolter and the like. And I, lil 'ol me, riding as a marshall.

Today, I was tightening and screwing and fastening and making Goldilocks all ship shape for her big day out tomorrow. My ITM was doing the same on his KTM 250 - he has Bunclody tomorrow. Jago was doing the same on his KTM 300 - he's at Midwest. All over the country today, there was cups of tea in one hand and spanners in the other as people got their bikes ready for the various events that are on tomorrow.

Maps came out, final regs were being printed off, satnavs were being programmed and people were working out what time they'd need to leave and stuff like that.

U-Drive in Romsey were supberb. They had no vans - everything is always booked solid in the last weekend of the month - and poor Lewis was phoning all over the place to find me something that would get Goldilocks up to Midwest. He managed to wheel and deal and sort something out for me by some creative moving around. Many many thanks Lewis.

The BMW gear was all washed by the Missus. The several tonnes of Salisbury Plain which caked it were all scrubbed off to the accompanying tune of "we can't have you going out as a marshall looking like that now can we?".

There's the small matter of my boots which I left up at AJP and, other than that, I'm ready.

I have no idea what to expect tomorrow. I figure that it will be a lot like trail riding - just ride around and help people out if they're in a bit of bother. And keep and eye on Jago - make sure he doesn't get up to mischief, since I know what these 2-strokers are like.

My new-found level of riding is up to par - I am riding so much better than I was only a few months ago. Jago thinks it's great that I am riding as a marshall since I'll get a totally different perspective on the course and have a bit of fun. I proved yesterday that I've got what it takes to beat Martin, or at the very least to make him have to work very very hard to beat me.

I said some ago that I' like to write, that I'd like to get published. Regular readers will remember that one. I remember it.

Then, rubbing my lamp, and wishing to be published, the genie said to me - "meet me halfway - write a book"

It's a good point, well made. Even an all-powerful genie can't get me published with a book that's not written. Doh.

So, I've started on my book. I will keep you posted and progress.

When it's complete, it'll be published. It'll be a best seller. It will make you laugh, and sometimes make you cry.

Genie had a fair point though.

A year ago today I was at Millau and the spectacular viaduct conceived by Norman Foster en route to Ibiza. I had just finished BMW Level 1, had never yet done a race, and I am marshalling at a Championship enduro tomorrow.

Life is this great unwritten canvas and you can paint on it whatever you want. Marshalling at a Championhip race. How chuffed am I? I feel like a dog with two tails ...

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