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Question What is making you happy today?

Still smiling about my all day meeting yesterday that meant I couldn't watch the England game...because I watched the entire game on my phone with the volume turned down!
 
Saw the physio this morning about my wrist/arm and they are treating it as a muscle injury at the moment, have to see how it goes for the next couple of weeks but hopefully it is nothing worse than that.
 
Building a business with my wife from scratch - learning about recruitment, finances, H&S, staff management, sales and marketing, winning tenders..hard work but rewarding!
 
Another Glastonbury begins and I'm not attending it again. That's a result in my eyes. :thumbsup:

I know, just look how happy they are!

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And then the reality...


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The amount of crap people take to glasto is just staggering - and even worse is the amount that is abandoned and left behind. When I've been ( 5 times, Wednesday to Monday) I've never needed to take more than whats on my back and in my hands. Also, you can go back to your car and do another trip if you need to.

Also the people taking **** loads of booze and gazebos to just sit around their camps all day are night, grow up and make the most of the experience.

#slightlyjealousimnotatglasto
 
Never mind. Cover yourself in mud, sleep in a tent with a CD of Now That's What I Call Bongo Drumming on constant rotation, and put on your Best Of Adele CD. It'll be like you're there.
Brilliant.

I went once - 2002, and only cos I was paid to play. Very well organised, thoroughly enjoyed the experience of playing, after which we ventured out onto the site, lasted about half an hour, turned around and went straight home. Never again.
 
Brilliant.

I went once - 2002, and only cos I was paid to play. Very well organised, thoroughly enjoyed the experience of playing, after which we ventured out onto the site, lasted about half an hour, turned around and went straight home. Never again.

Not just Glasto. I've done one festival - Reading 97 - and hated every second of it, from my car breaking down on the way there, the lack of sleep when I eventually got there by train, the idiots who attached themselves to me and my friends, the crap drugs, the lack of a decent toilet and stinking like a hobo on the nightmarish rail replacement bus journey on the way home. Never, ever, ever, ever, ever again.
 
Not just Glasto. I've done one festival - Reading 97 - and hated every second of it, from my car breaking down on the way there, the lack of sleep when I eventually got there by train, the idiots who attached themselves to me and my friends, the crap drugs, the lack of a decent toilet and stinking like a hobo on the nightmarish rail replacement bus journey on the way home. Never, ever, ever, ever, ever again.

Festivals have never appealed to me. There was a guy I worked with in my first job after university who went to the Reading Festival one year. He was so excited. On the Monday morning I asked him how it was and he basically said he hated the whole experience. It ****ed down from the minute he got there to the minute he decided to leave early to get home and have a bath.
 
Our local Tesco is marking the Euros by hanging the flags of all the competing nations from the rafters. 12 on each side of the central aisle.

Unprompted, my children took a side each and, with the exception of some Germany/Belgium confusion, got every one right.

As Sir Alex Ferguson would say - "Pwoud. Vewy pwoud".
 
On Saturday my son played his first ever tennis match for the U8s team. They won 11-5, and he won 3 of his 4 matches.

He was obviously nervous going into the first match, and pretty much forgot everything he's been taught, but he concentrated on the important thing, which was to get the ball in. After that he really settled down and played some really great tennis (especially one lob that completely bamboozled his opponent and surprised everyone watching) and only lost his last match when the overall match was well and truly won.

I was so proud of him.

As an update to this, last Saturday he played his 2nd match. The team won 12-4, and my son won all his matches, including one against a girl who made a point of telling everyone that she was too good for this level and should be playing at the next level because she trains four times a week. (As it happens my son said she was very good and hit the ball really hard...but he still beat her!)
 

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