The party planning went without a hitch. People quickly responded to the invitation when they knew it was to support our dear Muffin, saying what they would be bringing their famous dumplings or a bottle of wine or whatever, the date was booked, the place was fixed, the time was set. Then, I asked Muffin […]
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7- The Drink
I don’t think you properly met Charles. Charles is a raven. Charles is a beautiful, sleek, very smart raven. Sure, his outlook on life is not… shall we say, as bright as anyone could wish, and sure, he talks a lot of the downfall of society, civilisation being on the brink of chaos or something […]
6 – Muffin gives up
A week passed. No news of Muffin. I sent her a few tentative texts asking if she wanted to join me at another Essentrics or TRX class, and she answered with less and less convincing excuses. By Thursday, she was telling me she couldn’t because she had an appointment to the hairdresser – and yes, […]
5 – Badminton with the guys
I’ve never played badminton with the guys myself. By “the guys”, I mean mostly Charles and the Tyrex, and sometimes Maurice and others. By “badminton”, I mean the thing where you hit the white flying thingummy (you know, with the funny name) with the roundish sieve with a long slim stick, running around in the […]
4 – Muffin tries again
I love Essentrics a lot. For those who don’t know it, you should try a class! It’s inspired from ballet, Tai Chi and physiotherapy. It’s not postures like Yoga, you’re constantly in movement, always trying to go further in length, which leads to interesting comparisons to Inspector Gadget and means that when you leave the […]
3 – Muffin chooses a first class
The Care Bear Studio proposes a varied array of classes. From Yoga to Musculation, there is something for everybody. Muffins looked at the planning, frowning doubtfully. “All those classes have really weird names, she remarked. -I think you should start with something rather low impact, like Pilates, Essentrics, or Yoga maybe? I do Essentrics myself, […]
2 – Why me?
You may be wondering why Muffin would ask me about exercise, given that I’m both square and podgy, somewhat heavy near the middle, and that I find the opening of jars a difficult task. All of that being another way of saying that I don’t exactly look like a fitness model, and clearly am in […]
1 – Brunch at Muffin’s place
It is always difficult to start a story, especially when the only brain you have is muddled. My friend Gerald, who is an octopus and has 8 of them – brains, I mean – would certainly know better than to start the tale of Muffin’s Muffins, the Big Bad Gym, the wicked weasels and the […]