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'It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.' Theodore Roosevelt 23 April 1910

Monday, 16 February 2009

Come Dine With Me Part 2

I have been humiliated by my 15 year old son who tonight produced an excellent meal for 5, including homemade lasagne (he didn't like the jar of white sauce we bought so made his own!) and a chocolate cheesecake.

Tomorrow it is our 13 year old son's turn - chicken caesar salad, pork stuffed with cranberries and carrot cake. Sounds delicious.

Still not training.

1 comment:

Lonsy said...

It's all downhill from here fella...he'll be whupping you in races next