After series wins for the guys and gals against the Windies and India I was given some well earned time-off to recharge the orange batteries before the big finale of the summer. The Olympics are just around the corner and I need my rest for some long hours I anticipate to spend in front of the telly.
The Flower has other ideas and tells me we are not in the Olympics and he has prioritized the South Africa series. I was very disappointed and have sent my CV of to team GB to see if they need me.
When I got back from hols all I could hear was moaning about the weather. Apparently it has been raining a bit. All this negativity, you’ve just got to get on with it and deal with what is in front of you and in any case it is all relative.
It reminds me of a flatmate in Australia I had. When I was moved in to his home it became apparent his housekeeping abilities were not as well developed as his eating skills. On my first day there I saw what appeared, at first glance, to be several grains of rice in the living room next to the window. These in fact turned out to be maggots and when I challenged him that really this was a little unsatisfactory I did expect an apology and a degree of embarrassment from my host. But what I received instead was the comment. “Chin up mate, it’s all relative, have you never seen a dead sheep”. Not in my living room was my reply. Oh how we laughed. Warnie, what a boy, if only Liz knew him like I do.
So the lesson is things are never as bad they seem and could always be worse.
The Flower has other ideas and tells me we are not in the Olympics and he has prioritized the South Africa series. I was very disappointed and have sent my CV of to team GB to see if they need me.
When I got back from hols all I could hear was moaning about the weather. Apparently it has been raining a bit. All this negativity, you’ve just got to get on with it and deal with what is in front of you and in any case it is all relative.
It reminds me of a flatmate in Australia I had. When I was moved in to his home it became apparent his housekeeping abilities were not as well developed as his eating skills. On my first day there I saw what appeared, at first glance, to be several grains of rice in the living room next to the window. These in fact turned out to be maggots and when I challenged him that really this was a little unsatisfactory I did expect an apology and a degree of embarrassment from my host. But what I received instead was the comment. “Chin up mate, it’s all relative, have you never seen a dead sheep”. Not in my living room was my reply. Oh how we laughed. Warnie, what a boy, if only Liz knew him like I do.
So the lesson is things are never as bad they seem and could always be worse.
RSS Feed
