'What you need,' says my ex-Naval husband, 'is a course of leg-chest-supple-bend-twist-arm. Never fails.
Might even try it myself', he adds, looking at himself sideways in the mirror, and secretly holding himself in.
'Leg-chest-supple-bend-twist-arm', for the benefit of the uninitiated, is a series of exercises designed to keep sailors fit while serving in confined ships' quarters.
'Just the thing for our bedroom,' I pant, as we stand eyeball to eyeball between the bed and the chest of drawers, flinging our arms backwards as far as they will go. 'But are you absolutely sure they are suitable for girls, too?
This one is giving me shoulders like an ox. Come to think of it, I can't help wondering what our neighbours are making of all this running on the spot!'
Might even try it myself', he adds, looking at himself sideways in the mirror, and secretly holding himself in.
'Leg-chest-supple-bend-twist-arm', for the benefit of the uninitiated, is a series of exercises designed to keep sailors fit while serving in confined ships' quarters.
'Just the thing for our bedroom,' I pant, as we stand eyeball to eyeball between the bed and the chest of drawers, flinging our arms backwards as far as they will go. 'But are you absolutely sure they are suitable for girls, too?
This one is giving me shoulders like an ox. Come to think of it, I can't help wondering what our neighbours are making of all this running on the spot!'
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