Originally Posted by KJ44:
“Hi me@h, I hope you had a good 4th of July.”
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Thanks KJ but it's become a non event for me over the years, same as with Thanksgiving. I'm not a very celebratory kind of person anyway so I just go with whatever is the custom in whatever country I'm living in for holidays.
Originally Posted by
Sadperson:
“Just off to bed me@ but here's a link to the video they're promoting the next comp with - it shows the whole range but essentially although some of the university teams do the whole pom pom thing at matches, mostly it's all about these competitions.
https://youtu.be/weG72EcR8MM (hope it works, am half asleep) 
”
I checked it out. It seems like it's more dancing and gymnastics than it was in my day. Oooh! Check me out saying "in my day". Sure sign of getting old.
Originally Posted by
looney laura:
“Thanks much appreciated”
Good to see you pop in Laura.
How have you been?
Enjoying a peaceful the day with the place all to myself after two days of Mr. Home's days off. Why do some weekends seem longer than others.
We did have a laugh last night though when we we got off the train at Alexanderplein (for those of you who know A'dam) which is two streets away from us. It's a very busy crossing there with cars and bicycles showing pedestrians no mercy. After we crossed safely I heard shouting and cursing "godverdomme
" (God dam me) which sounds like "hotfordumma" but with a lot of throat and spit going into the "hot" part. Anyway it was this man in a suit on a bike who had a leather bag containing a laptop on his shoulder and was trying to balance a large, boxed floral arrangement in back of him and his bicycle saddle broke. He was "hot, hot, hot-ting" over and over again after he'd pedal a couple of turns and it all went wrong with the bike, the box and his bag. We stopped and walked back to help him. Mr. Home had figured out that if he got on the bike with his bag and pedalled a bit to get momentum he would run after him and hand him the box in a synchronized movement. It was so comical and the continuous "hotting" had me laughing so hard (but trying to hide it) that I nearly had a Tena lady "oops"moment. Actually we both did.
The man finally got on his way and we didn't see any sign of him except the trail of water leaking from his box up the road. We laughed all the way home and were still laughing when we got in the house. There were tears rolling down our faces! A few hours later Mr. Home said goverdomme out of the blue and we started all over again. I actually have slightly sore stomach muscles today from all that laughing.
On a serious note, my HD neighbour went missing for most of yesterday. I didn't know because we were out but came home to a message from his friend about it. He finally showed up at his home safe but this is a worrying new turn. A few of us are quite concerned about how bad he's looking, smelling and walking these days. He doesn't even recognize some of us any more and has stopped saying "hello" and just walks down the street talking to himself.
We're going to organise a meeting with his care worker about it.
A nice wicker chair has appeared in the garden overnight. The neighbours with the babies always seem to find the most magnificent stuff in the trash so that's where I think it came from. It's comfy, too.
Hugs to all GOW here, there and everywhere.
xx
Oh, to be in two places at once!
