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ED - actually Jak, yes i do.

I was just fine with my 'stage' in life until last week. It's all Colin's fault.

Colin works with my husband, sounds like nice chap, works hard, good sense of humour. Quite often folks with a good sense of humour are very astute in many other ways...they're good at spotting things most of us just don't see.

So it is with Colin.

Colin spotted that folks of a certain age make a little noise when bending down to pick stuff up. A little 'hhnnngh' noise, just a teeny little, strain-releasing groan, right at the moment of furthest exertion when you are reaching for that thing you've dropped on the floor.

Colin gleefully pointed this out to my DH, who gleefully pointed it out to me, and now I'm pointing it out to you.

I'm not gleeful because I have reached that stage in life.

I do it.

All the time.

When I've been bending down to pick up the toys from the floor. To lift the mat. To reach under the bed for the shoes.

hhnngh!

Every time.

It's not like I haven't tried not to, but it gets me every time, I make the wee noise, then I become aware that I've made the wee noise, then I think of Colin smirking all over his face !

I'll bet Colin doesn't grunt when he bends over. The stinker.

I have no idea whether I have always made the wee noise or whether it started recently.

The only consolation I have, is that now you've read this, you'll be thinking about it too. You'll picture me smiling all over my face and i won't feel old and lonely anymore!! LOL

ps, this is my second post today, scroll down for Postal strike news regarding the store!