This morning was my 1st time for a massage. All went OK until he felt my shoulders. "ah lady zis is not a luxury, zis is a necessity! Your shoulders are very naughty." "naughty?" "yes, naughty" "ah, you mean knotty" "yes, zis is what I say, naughty."
Now there was a time when if a French man said my shoulders were naughty that is exactly what he would have meant! Ah well!
Off up the mountain again now to meet VInnie for lunch. Tiresome I know but, as they say, someones got to do it.
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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
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*Many of us will already know this poem TO AUTUMN by John Keats. It is a
celebration of autumn when the mists descend and the land is swelling with
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2 comments:
Sounds like pure bliss, you lucky thing you!
Nuts in May
Naughty shoulders? Oh, tee hee! LOL!
I hope the massage helped!
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