Job done. Strike up the band, put out more flags.

Right, just back from a run with the PR department (yes, his hair is still bouffant) so time to flex the cerebrum. Just a lap of Battersea Park, in honour of H but didn't seem worth while getting any Run Matt Run caps just for this.

The final day was an epic one. We were picked up from our Travelodge in Kingston by Samia who strapped my tendon rather than have me botch it myself. Hugh, again required nothing, pink tape having sorted a twinge in his shins yesterday. We were deposited at Richmond Gate, my old running haunt and Hugh's training ground during the winter snow. What a very long time ago that seems, but is a fundamental reason why by this stage he had done 49 in 49; 5 months of adhering to an intensive training programme.

So, off we went, accompanied by Simon of Triathlon magazine Tzero. The run was hard work, laborious jogging when we should have been savouring these last miles. In part this was due to final emailing, blogs and speech writing to the early hours the night before (aah). Completely ignored my notes as it later turned out anyway so that was time well spent. At Putney, Simon left us as we had a Marie Curie photo shoot. In order that they could get photos of Hugh with and without his sidekick I weaved in and out of the pavement concerning both yummies behind their McLaren buggies and policemen who thought I was trying to launch myself off the bridge, changing my mind then having another go. With the prospect of another 20 miles at this point that thinking wasn't far off. Anyway off we trotted onto the King's Road.

Stopping at Starbucks for a quick coffee we bumped into Jonny PR holding an important file about something complicated so we let him get on with it - good to see him working hard as usual. This was a day where we had strict timings and we were due to start the half marathon at 11.45. Channel 5 and the Metro, who Hugh had secured at the last minute, needed interviews, so we set off a little late at 12.15 with lot of runners. Our route had been changed because of the Queen's birthday. The old girl couldn't pop out and join us because she had to listen to a 41 gun salute. Life is tiresome for some people. Anyhow, I was given a map of Hyde Park which I stared at, failing to follow very well, going over a bridge rather than under but everyone was very patient. Got the hang of it by the second lap of 4, going at a reasonable lick with the WSM team - good to be re-united with Gravel-Tarmac and Motorway-Bollard and meet the Chief Executive, Andrew. Good luck to you all (& Concrete-Slab) for the London Marathon incidentally.

Thanks to Marie Curie Cancer Care marshalls who were invaluable and for handing out water on another sunny day. Various family members and friends were there, cheering us on, and it was great to see my sister and father which I didn't expect (good work guys) and Hugh's family, many of whom came out to see us en route. The 50in50 team's families and friends have been fantastic in support. To those who have followed our progress and took the time to run with us, many thanks to you all. Hugh was joined by the Dragon School, his old preparatory alma mater, for the last couple of miles and we forced the old legs into a higher tempo to cope with their pace. Kids, thanks for making us feel like old men.

We had a couple of miles to run after the half to ensure this was a full marathon. Silly to mess it up as this stage. Then off to Trafalgar Square for the final chukka. We left a little after everyone else in order for a crowd to get warmed up. I understand Jonny PR and George were recruiting supporters from the crowd, concentrating on the 18-30 Scandinavian female demographic. Anyway we were running behind a rickshaw containing Tim our cameraman, Tripod elsewhere looking after kit and getting a suitable spot in TSq. What a team those chaps are to record all this for posterity. Hugh picked up Stripper, smartly attired in Marie Curie Cancer Care running vest, from Kim and Rosie and we ran on. Entering Trafalgar Square was an extraordinary experience. Barring tripping up into the fountain or being mobbed by a collective word for loads of Japanese tourists, the lad was actually about to finish. What a noise, spine tingling stuff that I'll not forget. Hugh grabbed Stripper and ran up the steps, funnelled into a wall of noise, lined by bunting, flags, supporters and nurses, some in uniform (added bonus), towards the National Gallery to a balloon lined arch and a phalanx of photographers, then breasted the finishing tape. Reunited with Sophie and Freddie, his son, this was a splendid finale. What an achievement this suddenly was. All the days of hard grind in the rain and those of effortless runs in beautiful countryside had culminated in success. Embellish it how you like, he did 50 marathons in 50 days. He could get a few pints out of this.

What a finish. This is where the UK desk really shone, in tandem with Media tree, Marie Curie Cancer Care and WSM. There were 100,000 people supporting at Brighton last week, but it didn't touch the atmosphere of TSq. To arrange this venue took hard work, cajoling and probably coercion and it was definitely worth it. Make no mistake, this and Hyde Park took an incredible amount of work - risk assessments, contacting and persuading Westminster and the GLA, and other stuff, he finished lamely. Particular thanks to Mia from Marie Curie and Jonny PR with excellent back up from George.

Following Hugh up the steps and having photos taken with him and Samia was tremendous fun and we all savoured the experience before I started to think whether all the lycra in public was a good idea. Thank you to one of my friends who offered to lend me a pair of socks to stick in my shorts.

So, off to Parliament Square, almost getting lost when my father was launching into a story about an tricky interview he had in the Admiralty once. We arrived on time though and then the speeches. Fluffer did his warm up act. After a rather witty speech by Chris Dainty on behalf of Marie Curie I became concerned this might be tough to follow. Regretting having rebuffed the offer of the socks I took the stage and ignoring my notes as per usual launched off. No one was actually snoring by the time Hugh came on which was fortuitous. He made some splendid comments about the Expedition Manager (blinking, I finally realised he meant me), amongst other more worthy recipients of praise. He is very good at this.

Tim's five minute film finished off the formalities in splendid form. Fluffer Hills was rightly shown up on the karaoke though I may eat those badly chosen words when the full documentary comes out. We wait, with a little trepidation.

Off to the Golden Lion, our planning HQ and 3 minutes walk from Hugh's office - in St James' Place. Vince, the social secretary, hadn't laid on a drag act from Legends bar (see Brighton blog) for which we were grateful so we stuck to pints and in my case, nonsensical conversation. Great venue this and fitting that everyone, it seemed, attended. Hugh very much enjoyed the bash at the Cinnamon Club put on by Media Tree so many thanks to them for this.

Tottering out later trying and eventually succeeding in getting a curry I wished I'd actually picked up my shoes from Hugh's office. I am still wearing running shoes of which I have seen enough, apart from being socially unacceptable (the shoes, not me I hope). Hugh has 9 pairs which personally I think he should keep for posterity though throwing a few off a cliff in wild abandon would be perfectly understandable.

Thanks to everyone for supporting and following us and for all the donations to Marie Curie Cancer Care. We are striving for more donations so now is the time to see if there really is a fiver stuck down the back of the sofa.

There has been unstinting effort made by the charity and sponsors and you have the sincere thanks from the 50in50 team. You made this possible. Equally friends and family - you've kept us going and to those who came out to see us en route you added something valuable to the journey. As for the 50in50 team, you are outstanding. For me it's been a humbling and deeply satisfying experience. Most of all Hugh got there. Not a bad jog, my friend.

Now then, just because this is over I don't want you all sticking your heads in the oven and turning on the gas. Therefore we've had a board meeting and have decided we'll keep the blogs going. though these may be every couple of days. These will probably be themed to give you a flavour of aspects of the trip. There are videos and photos we have not yet been able to upload and these will give you a further taste. The post event story will be interesting, we're still fundraising and Hugh has much to personally achieve as well. Other events may follow too - in the short term we have the Cadar Idris Fell Race, a race up a Welsh mountain on 29th May -Jonny PR, Hugh and I are up for this. So please keep looking at the site.

Also note that Hugh will be on the BBC Breakfast Marathon show on Sunday 25th April between 6 and 9 am to comment on the London marathon . We will confirm further details of this and other media appearances as soon as we can.

Incidentally, Hugh and I are seriously considering writing a book about this. Any prominent and generous publishers, please step forward. Signing off for now, but will be back soon. Again, thanks for your interest and involvement in 50in50, you splendid people.