Thursday, 26 February 2009

The Next Stage

Well nirvana me. The yoga teacher said at the end of Thursday night's lesson that in a couple of weeks she was going to be talking to me about perhaps moving to the Wednesday night class.

This is a slightly higher level. So after 475,000 euros worth of lessons I can step into another plain of pain.

I said we should perhaps talk about it after Saturday's match because I might not be doing any moving for six months.

I went out with a bloke who's thinking of moving from Athens to Paris with his family in a couple of months. Well under the circumstances you have to have a couple of glasses of wine.

It will be interesting to see who he fares.

By comparison we had it easy, we moved cities when there was only one bairn and she was 18 months old. He has two of six and eight.

He said he has cold sweats about the prospect every now and again. That's usually a good sign.