Afternoon, bums. " I've hated my bottom for the past decade, and now it hates me, too" - ha ha ha!
"Sparra" = sparrow? Anyway "sparris" (as seen on the restaurant boat) is asparagus.
Better tell you about my shiatsu now as promised or I'll never get a round tuit: For my last birthday my two half-sisters gave me a gift certificate to a place called the Buddha Spa, and I chose to turn it into an hour and a half of shiatsu. When making the appointment a few weeks ago I mentioned to the masseuse that I'm kind of frail and she says that's fine, she does a gentle kind of shiatsu. Oh LOOOOOOORD it felt as if she were driving a truck across me...! If that's her being gentle... but the odd thing is it felt really good - she knew what she was doing. When I entered the place the first thing I saw was a sort of beach hut in a corner of the room, i.e. the same room where the reception desk was - it looked a lot
like this but smaller and there was a thin mattress on the floor. "Wonder what that hut's in aid of" I thought to myself, and yep you've guessed it - that was where the shiatsu took place. Music and street sounds merged and drowned my screams ha ha... and I myself was trying to hide my tears of pain 'cos I was afraid she'd stop if she saw how much it hurt... but as I say it was a good pain. The aches that followed weren't, but it passed after two days. Once isn't enough really, you'd have to have a whole series of say 5-6 massages to know for sure if it's good or bad for you personally, but I liked it.
shiatsu
Oh no...
Neti what have you done...