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Bum Back On Seat!


How's this for a good girl?
I have been to the gym.
I have been for a swim.
I have applied my bum to seat and I am working!!!

Painting is 'Ramsey Island from Port Melgan' by Tom Tomos


Comments

Cait O'Connor said…
Well done Chris. And the sun is shining!
I just love that picture.
Frances said…
Chris, that is great news!
And I do like that picture, too.
xo
Pipany said…
Good girl and thanks for letting us know Chris - made me fel like working now so double thanks xx
Sally Townsend said…
Oh, now I feel bone idle !! xx
Elizabethd said…
That's a VERY good girl!
Fabulous painting! Want, want, want!

Well done for getting bum on said seat. Onwards and upwards.

LBD xx
Excellent berludy well done - huge gold and pruple star to you . . . .BUT is your vest tucked in . . .hrmphhh thought not . . .sigh . . .
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Kitty said…
Well done, good girl - keep up the good work. (I've been to the gym too, makes you feel slightly smug, doesn't it?!)
Wish I could say the same! Good for you though.
Maggie Christie said…
Brilliant news! Good for you! xx PM
Oh good for you and so glad the sun is shining on you today.
Pondside said…
Good news! Face to the sun and may you have a lovely weekend!
Flowerpot said…
sounds like great progress chris! Keep happy and have a good Easter.
I think Spring must be in the air, so many e-colleagues making the move towards (ugh!! shudder!!) exercise!!
Unknown said…
Good girl. Keep up the good work. Love the painting btw :-)
Lane Mathias said…
Your bum will thank you Chris. Glad to hear it has been firmly applied to seat and let out for a workout:-)
Great stuff! x
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Milla said…
LOVELY painting.
I have NOT been to the gym.

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