For those who know me, it’s no secret that my laziness borders hysterically funny and tragic.

This is so true that it hurts to just vocalise my decision to carry a giant banner through Brisbane’s streets under Australia’s midday summer sun tomorrow. And I know clever people have organized steel poles to hold up the banners giant sails. Fun.

As my descendents were Irish, German and English I expect to return home without skin.

Call to action

It might be a bit late, but seriously, If I can do this while being barely motivated to feed my face, a normal person like you can.

Find out what’s going on in your city at this page – and just turn up for a bit of exercise and sun. But don’t forget your long sleeved shirt and wide brimmed hat if you’re a princess like me.