What would you do?

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Today's front page of The Sun

There has been an awful incident in Spain. A man is in jail for killing a man.
So, these things happen, we all know that. Punishment where punishment is due.

This case hit home a little closer as the accused is known to people I know. I’ve seen him, never met him.

But the situation it occurred in, now that’s a different matter.

The victim, if you could call him that, was a suspected paedophile, who already had a case open against him for possessing child pornography.

The accused, a father, who noticed him taking pictures of his children without permission, and despite being asked to refrain from taking pictures, he continued.

I don’t have the full details but, as always with cases like these, details vary. Allegedly, the accused took the iPad from the ‘victim’ to delete the pictures and saw older pictures which were of a pornographic nature of other children, and he flipped.

Some say it was one frustrated angry punch from a protective father, who then left with his family. Other reports said in excess of 10 punches were thrown at the ‘victim’ and he was dragged around. He later died in hospital.

The accused is now held in jail in Spain, awaiting his hearing.

That, at the moment, is all I know, but what do you think?
How would you react in this situation?
Was he wrong to want to protect his children from a possibly dangerous, sick man?
Should he have just ignored it?
Had a shouting match?
A civilized conversation?

If that was me, as a parent, I would be fuming. I know my Hubby Dearest’s blood would boil too. Possibly a physical reaction would occur.

I would never wish anyone dead, but I can’t condone that kind of sick behaviour of the ‘victim’.

(Incidentally, the paper in the picture, was more interested in the ‘victim’s’ connection with Katie Price than the actual story. The accused got a paragraph mention…)

Showering the Baby

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You gotta love nappies!

Baby showers have become a big thing in the UK now… Not so much a few years ago.
I’ve been to 2 now, so far. One was quite civilized, a gathering at home, exchanging of gifts, little games etc.
The last one was in a small hired venue, the games were bigger, the wine flowed (not in mummy-to-be’s tummy though, I hasten to add!), it was a bit more raucous!
The picture above is me playing one of the inventive games, ‘What’s in your nappy?’
Oh some were so realistic, some, just silly, but none smelled like a real nappy, thank God!!!
It was a giggle, decorating romper suits, quizzes – tasting baby food, not so much!
But it sometimes makes me want another, for all the fun, until I remember the rigmarole that comes with motherhood…
Nope, I’ll stick to my two loons and happily babysit instead!!

Yoga Papa

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Yoga Baba with his little disciples

I mentioned before that my Pops is a yoga teacher. 
He had a heart attack a few years back, despite being an extremely healthy person. Family history they said, it was always going to happen. We were lucky, he was lucky, it was a relatively minor one and after angioplasty he felt reborn! (Hence he says “I’m not nearly 70, it’s my [nth] birthday, corellating with the year of his surgery!)
After this all happened, he discovered a Swami, Baba Ramdev. This guy taught yoga, healing yoga or yog, to the masses and by following his own regime, he was able to recover from childhood polio. He claims to have helps so many people and so Pops decided to give it a go.
And you know, it worked. Pops’s general health improved, a shoulder and neck problem got better, allergies lessened, the GP was amazed at his cholesterol levels.  He could not stop singing the praises of this Swamiji and his yoga.
So much so that once he officially retired, he took the course and over the year, travelled to India, and attended various seminars to become a yoga teacher.
This yoga isn’t like what the Western world like to think of as yoga. What you do are the aasans, stretches, which are the physical exercises. This uses those, but the key element is the pranayams, breathing in different ways, to benefit the body.
He started teaching lessons and over the last few years, has helped so many people, and created quite a reputation for himself too!
So much so, that he now fronts a show on a UK Sikh TV channel!
Praanyog – this was the advert filmed!
It comes on daily in the morning, and he hosts a live talk show every 2 weeks too!
He’s learned Reiki too, and Pressure Point Therapy… Quite the alternative healer nowadays!
I’m so proud of my Pops, and his grandchildren love to practice with him!

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Legs up!

Kiddy funny

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We were playing outside this afternoon at school, and I found one of my little mites collapsed by the fence.
“Are you OK lil one?”
Panting, he replied “Yes, but my legs are over!”

They soon resumed normal working order and he was running around like a loon before I knew it!

I like that… Legs being over, finished, kaput, flat battery, then recharged!

The Compassion of a Kid

You know my Lil Man, he’s a sensitive soul. He’s a total boy in all respects, active, a bit rough n tumble, but he has a heart, and a big one at that.

This evening, Lil Man did me proud.
We went shopping and at the supermarket they had those little machines where you put a £1 in and receive a bit of tat. “Mummy, I have a pound in my pocket, can I get something from there?”  I replied that it was his money, but not to get anything just for the sake of it. (Lil Princess, meanwhile, is trying to wheedle a £1 out of mummy as she doesn’t know where hers is!)
We went, looked, and it was as I had expected, a load of rubbish. So he happily put his £1 away and we went on.
We popped into KFC for a healthy Friday night dinner (!) And as Lil Princess was debating whether to have a Krushems shake or a sundae, Lil Man was looking at the charity collection pot on the counter. “This is for the really poor, isn’t it?” ( it was a world hunger charity of some sort) “Yup, son, it is” and continued with my order. He silently took his £1, along with another one he had in his pocket and dropped it in the pot.
“They need this much more than me.”

Awwww! My heart would burst with pride, if it could! I’m so happy! His heart is bigger than him! And he truly is just like his daddy!

(Lil Princess meanwhile realizes how happy mummy is with her brother, and tries to impress me with all these ideas she has, to help charity… “But I can’t find my £1”!!!)

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