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Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Moonie
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Modern ones.

I only know because my youngest son goes to the gym. Sport and Yogi are not well acquainted.

Yogi19
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Modern ones.

I only know because my youngest son goes to the gym. Sport and Yogi are not well acquainted.

Awwww  me neither   

Moonie
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Modern ones.

I only know because my youngest son goes to the gym. Sport and Yogi are not well acquainted.

Awwww  me neither   

That's because we are the lazy cerebral type.

Yogi19
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Modern ones.

I only know because my youngest son goes to the gym. Sport and Yogi are not well acquainted.

Awwww  me neither   

That's because we are the lazy cerebral type.

Very definitely Yogi, I think 

Moonie
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by Yogi19:
Originally Posted by moonie:
Originally Posted by ~Sweet Summer~:
She likes play fighting yogi, she splatted herself on my hands when I was trying to do kettlebell, because she wanted skelping! I had to beat her up after I'd finished

 

Hand-held weight thingymabob for sporty peeps.

Oh right, dumb bells 

Modern ones.

I only know because my youngest son goes to the gym. Sport and Yogi are not well acquainted.

Awwww  me neither   

That's because we are the lazy cerebral type.

Very definitely Yogi, I think 

Yogi19

Good morning everyone. It's raining up here.

Summer, that night owl cake almost looks too good to eat!

I hardly slept last night, so a nap on the sofa may be on the cards later.

Before that, I will need to go to Morrisons for the weekly grocery shopping.

Squiggle, I hope you managed to get some sleep and your back feels less painful today.

 

 

Yogi19

Good morning everyone

 

Cloudy but dry here. Rain forecast by late evening and getting cooler.

 

Squiggle, I hope you had a good night's sleep and your back is recovering

 

Summer, that's some cake

 

Yogi, I hope you get a better night's sleep tonight

 

Although I hadn't been watching Food Glorious Food I did watch yesterday's final. I may try the winning dish if I see it in M&S. Interesting finalists - one was an Indian woman who had based her curry in memory of her late mother. The other were a team from National Star College which is a college for 16 to 25 year olds with disabilities. It's only a few miles away from where I live.

El Loro

Good morning everyone, yes thanks I think there is a definite improvement this morning.  I am still taking it slow and steady though.

 

Interesting to see the kettlebells I can see that they would be much more 'user friendly' than tins of baked beans to hold in your hands.

 

I soooo agree about Debbie Dingle and her pop eyes, she is about as threatening as a raspberry blancmange and aren't they all overacting like mad?

 

Interesting learning 'jockanese' my mum used to say she was going to 'tan your backside' - I don't think it involved sun lamps

 

I saw the trailer for the cookery show you mention EL but didn't watch it.  I caught the last two episodes, semi final and final of The Great British Sewing Bee though, something a little different and interesting to me as I used to be a dressmaker.

squiggle

A nice story

 

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

 

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn’t look safe; he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you. He said, “I’m here to help you, ma’am. Why don’t you wait in the car where it’s warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.”

 

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.


As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn’t thank him enough for coming to her aid.

 

Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.


He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, “And think of me.”


He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

 

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn’t erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

 

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.

 

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: “You don’t owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I’m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.” Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

 

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hardâ€Ķ.


She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, “Everything’s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.”

 

There is an old saying “What goes around comes around.”

squiggle

Afternoon all. 

Been to Morrisons and done my shopping - bumped into my eldest son, DiL and granddaughter in the store.

I bought a Mullerlite fat free yogurt, Turkish Delight flavour! It was unusual but nice. Has anyone else tried it?

Following my sightings of goldfinches and red polls, I had a pair of siskins in the garden today. Spring is on its way!

Youngest son and his Gf have arrived in London. They are going to a Pink concert tonight and spending a couple of days sightseeing too. Son reckons he's off to see The Queen atm. 

I love that site, El, Olga has some amazing pics.

Squiggle, I'm pleased your back is less painful. Btw, I'm sure you were a good girl and never got your backside tanned.

Summer, are you back at work today? If so, I hope all your clients are nice ones.

Yogi19
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