Monday, 24 September 2018

If I were not a glutton for punishment

I would not have experienced this morning one of the best massages I  have ever had.This massage was Thai,with oil.Oh,it still hurt, but only because the muscles,especially thigh muscles, needed time to recover from yesterday.
A "glutton for punishment" is such an amusing little  expression.I remember  using it when  Clem Curtis,The Foundations singer,told us during his performance on  a cruise ship, that he was getting married  again  in his seventies,having had quite a number of failed relationships behind him. A glutton for punishment, I muttered to myself involuntarily.He heard me and burst out laughing. Yes, I must be, he said.About a year or so later we met  on a cruise ship again.His memory razor sharp,we exchanged some pleasantries.I did not  ask him if he remarried.I never complain,never explain about my private life  and never ask questions about the private life of others.

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