I got back to the gym today for the first time in a few days. (If things are tricky in any way it is often my daily swim which suffers first. This is why I do not yet weigh 11st 4 you see. Hem hem yes.)
I was delighted to see that at last they have done something about locker security, replacing all the metal parts in every locker with something which seems very much more solid, serious and difficult to fool. I applaud this move greatly. Because the particular one I had noticed and moaned about - locker 287 since you ask - is now just as splendidly secure as all the others, it is probably time to forgive and forget. In a perfect world, I still feel, a bit of courtesy and competence in dealing with my comments would have been quite nice, but since my objective has been met I should probably send the cavalry back to barracks now. This is surprisingly reasonable of me since one version of the von Neustadt family motto, although it does mention burying the hatchet, rather spoils the effect when it specifies where.
So I say well done Virgin Active for fixing this issue in what seems to be a very thorough and professional way. Rich, I love you man. Woo. (I shall have to stop this before it gets quite embarrassing.)
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Gosh - two "Good Things" blogs followed by this. You must be having a good few days! :)
Yes, it's quite disturbing really. It'll probably just turn out that my medication needed adjusting, or that Mars is retrograde in Ursa Minor, or that Mr Branson has actually bought my brain and is now controlling my blog, or something. Cetainly, my being in a good mood for three entries running seems a little suspicious.
Don't worry, I will try to get back into my usual foul mood before seeing you and your excellent band on Thursday! xx
I find the "stone" measurement quite odd. If not for Little Britain, I would have no clue what it means. But luckily I am in the know of British terminology. Cheers!
Oh yeah sorry Kat. I'd forgotten, and I am far too lazy and innumerate to convert it - erm, let me see - 11st4, that's about 800 lbs, and my current weight is about 4000 lbs - that's close enough ... ?
PS I also buy frozen peas in bushels, pay for my beer in pounds, shillings and pence, and measure distances in, er, furlongs or perches or something. Rods, poles? I dunno. Oh and I greet my boss with "good morrow, Sirrah".
kilograms is the required conversion, surely?
Not if you're American like Kat is, it's just straight pounds. Like the John Irving book title, "The 158-pound Marriage". (It doesn't quite sound the same if you call it "the 11 stone 4 marriage"). This by the way is Kat not Lottie's Kat aus Deutschland: not sure if you thought otherwise. xx
Wow, you are overweight. Maybe you should join Fat Fighters. Did you know that dust has no calories?
P.S. I just noticed the link to my site that you added; yay, thanks! Very exciting. I'll bet this is how Hugh Grant feels when he gets noticed by the media. "Yay!"
Indeed. And you're welcome re the link.
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