Samphire's Gotten Hold of My Chard - 10 / 10 club

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For anyone who wants a boost to their general health. The suggested goals are:

EAT 10 PORTIONS OF FRUIT AND VEGETABLES EVERY DAY - if you don't usually eat much fruit and veg I would build up gradually or you could upset your digestion.

DO (AT LEAST) 10 MINUTES OF EXERCISE EVERY DAY - can be yoga, stretching or something more energetic. The plan is that the idea of doing 10 minutes is not too daunting, and having started you may well find you want to do more.

There are no restrictions on what you eat so long as you get your 10 fruit and veg as well. The focus is not on weight loss but on improving our energy levels and hopefully our general mood and well-being. Sign up below and post here to tell us how you're getting on and how you are feeling.

Basic guidance on what constitutes a portion of fruit and veg here and you can download more detailed information by following the link at the very bottom of the page

i am trying to do this sodding assignment which is taking ages as i am distractable and made a roast for all my kids and dd1s bf dd2 has split with her partner so now three of us have broken up which seems a disease really doesn't it..and we are all the left ones

franny u did agree with me hun at least someone did

dinner party sounds lovely 100x

I love hearing about the dinner party - what did they say when they tried the food? were they polite and did an 'oh lovely' thing? Were there presents? Did you get drunk and share? Did right wing GPs share? Was there dancing?

I go through bath everyday - what is that scum on that water?

They said 'this is delicious' which it was, and the he-GP said 'Well done you' and I glowered at him. There were presents, there were lovely presents. They were all very generous and nice really.

Two friends turned up in comedy wigs and talked a lot and made ds1 come downstairs, where he was hiding, and loved him up, this cheered me up enormously. They are a very funky couple who live in a converted squash court, and he used to be a model and is ridiculously handsome and he was funny to wear a mullet wig, and the best thing was that the GPs came in just after them and looked all uncomfortable.

So I like them. And yes, we play Poker every month. I like Poker but am not very good at it tbh, I grin and shift about and say 'What's a full house again?'. I heart the visors and have been angling for those for some time, I have managed to introduce pretzels to the proceedings though.

I don't know about the scum on the water. Perhaps it is effluent from my social neurosis. Most social engagements make me sick and make my skin itch. But then I don't sit there quietly and wait to be 'drawn out' like a shy person, I talk a lot and glower at patronising GPs. I don't really trust myself is the truth of the matter.

God, what if Gps have modems?

Are the rightwing GP mumsnetter types? If so, i'm sure there were loads of 40th birthdays in bath that night with people in mullets who live on squash courts...

At social things i often just ask lots and lots of questions. Not round about questions, but quite direct ones. I don't mean to be rude or nosy, i'm just interested and it just sort of happens. I remember in my first job i was taken on induction to meet some manager or some project, and within half an hour i'd asked her so many questions she'd told me all about her divorce and husbands affair was weeping behind her desk and my boss who was with me said that from now on i can only ask about disability and employment. I've always felt a bit bad and try not to do that.

I like that boco - that is a good thing to have done - you helped her get over her divorce and stuff. Your boss was not insightful enoguh to see it.

100 - I look out at bath station and try and pretend one of the ladies is you- but they can't quite pull it off.

well done you on a wonderful party.

I am now packing items for various humans in my family as we all sleep in different houses tomorrow night. It is all toothbrushes, dinner money and enoguh pants.

I am sure I was meant to be doing more exciting things at this integer of my life.

Yes, I do that but I still don't know not to. I think I'm having a conversation, but then they look a bit funny and I realize that apparantly this isn't on.

I'm not shy at all but social things make me anxious/bored/flighty/amused/tired/confrontational/difficult/nauseous. In fact life does. Are other people like this? I always think I have a slightly faulty relationship with the world, I always think other people are drifting about running their fingers across table tops and smiling nicely while I'm clenched up somewhere barking questions at people, and then being rude about their answers. It's quite immature isn't it?

dp has just told me abigail's party is on bbc4 at ten. I heart it. I heart it so much.

I am going to dash around and then watch it.

thnk you bbc4

BB why are you sending everyone off to different houses with different pants? What's happening?

100x, glad you survived the dinner party, the mullet wearing squash court livers sound ibteresting, less so the GP's.

Social thngs can make me anxious/bored too, as if I should be enjoying myself, but I am not, which in turn can lead to the confrontational/flighty thing.

BBee, I heart abigails party too, but will have to tape, am exhausted.

Yes BBeee, what is with the different pant's thing?

Where did that rogue apostrophe come from!?!

la la la, talking to myself........

100 those all sound like reasonable things to feel at a social occasion, i'm pretty sure they're all normal. The trick is to try to disguise most of them I suppose. All those things I witness on dds in any given half an hour stretch. When you grow up you still feel them all, but you just pretend not to.

For your birthday you should do primal screaming.

Oh no, I'd hate that. I thrive off repression. I like it. I talk in quite a clipped way and I have a twitch.

Yes, I think so. I don't appear AT ALL how I feel. It's taken me years to realize this.

I once worked for a man whose wife had gone to the school with no rules and he said 'the thing is about you and her and her best friend, is that you give the most incredible appearance of confidence. There's something in that. Perhaps it's because you had to make it all up all the time.' He was nice, but then he started taking cocaine in the loo a lot and drinking all the time and wanting to have sex with everyone - not me. I liked him though. He wore skinny black jeans and he was nervous and intellectual.

Glad it went well 100x
I posted our conversation further down the page. I had to tell somebody about it. I will find it and repost it because I want to know if you would ever say anything like it.

Here it is:
SETTING the park. We didn't know each other. Our younger sons were clad in pyjamas. I tentatively started a conversation about little boys who like to go out in their pyjamas.
We chatted a little.
Then I said, "He must have done it about A HUNDRED TIMES."
And then she looked at me in a considering sort of way and said," I never let him wear them near sheep in case they get TOO TICKY."
And then of course we knew each other.
It was great.
But the neighbours must have thought I was utterly mad, hanging out the washing and grinning broadly to myself and stifling squeaks of laughter.

OH you've GONE!
In fact, EVERYBODY has gone.
And I am sitting here with dd2 who has recently got up from a 3 hour nap and is asking me "why?" about everything.

I am here, Toot, and I liked your conversation, the thought of you smiling to yourself while hanging out the washing is very funny, in a good way.

I had a very nice day with Boco. I got in a muddle with smoked salmon and bagels for five, I don't know how you coped with dinner for fourteen, 100x, sounds like it went very well. Hurray. Is that the ened now or is there another phase?

Oh yes TooT, that's a very good conversation. I might have managed to say that in reply. I might just have stared at you in a wide-eyed way though, like that proverbial rabbit running about on a motorway.

I like the thought of Boco and MrsC today. I imagine you liked each other enormously. I think you will become firm friends.

Oh yes MrsC there IS another phase. Oh yes. This has gone on and on and on, because you know what? He still hasn't had his actual birthday. Oh no. It is tomorrow.

Gawd, he's strung this out hasn't he? Though I have done NOTHING about tomorrow. I have bought some presents and wrapped them up and everyone has made cards. There is no food in the house, and no prospect of any and he isn't having a cake. So nah.

You would probably have thought me insane 100x.
I am in awe of your dinner partying. You are very brave.

I get in a muddle counting plates for just my children. I actually get it wrong sometimes usually because I have counted somebody twice.

Hello MrsC

I want to meet somebody before the meet up

And TooT don't you dare give me your sad shop bought/no cake face.

I've had it with birthdays.

Six, bagels for six, see, I can't even count my guests.

It is my mother's birthday tomorrow.

Oh, no cake is infinitely better than shop cake.