My Daughter’s Chored My Ferrero Rochers!

Okay, so I get home after a long day at my Karate Club grading, with the gift of a box of Ferrero Rochers, my favourite chocolates, it does seem as though some of my students listen to me endless hints!

But since then my daughter has returned home, the first thing she found was my nice unopened box of chocolates, she worked out how to open the packaging and helped herself.  Now she keeps darting back in and out of the room to help herself to some more.

This is not the first time she’s eaten some of the chocolates I’ve received as a gift, a few years ago one of the parents who went with the England Junior team to Prague, where I was an assistant coach to the team, brought me some expensive chocolates as a thank you, on that occasion as the wrappers had what looked like Disney Princess Castles on them, she helped herself to them too!

Just in case your wondering what my post title means, well the word “Chored” is Newark slang for stolen, one our wonderful slang words!

It’s been a good day, I managed to train for 3 hours, the second time this year, so I am going to ache tomorrow morning.

Last night went okay, it was my Boss’s wedding reception, I really didn’t want to go, I’m not big on these kind of events anyway, but since last November I seem to have more of an issue going out to events where others are drinking. A friend from work said they were only going for a short while and they would give me a lift, so I agreed to go, I thought that out of respect I should at least make an appearance.  It went okay, these things are always awkard, but it went by just fine.

So next Saturday is the second anniversary of my sobriety, I suppose when I started out, I wanted it to be permanent, but even then I never imagined I would make it this far and still be intact, I can only thank God for that.

WE WILL NEVER GIVE UP by SANCTUS REAL
We will not lose heart
We will not lose hope
When all we see is fading
We trust in what we know
We will never give up

Pressed on every side
Praying for escape
We can see the answer
That You’re the only way
We will never give up

We will fix our eyes on the One who will last forever
We will hold on tight to the only real treasure
We will not lose heart
We will not lose hope
We will give our lives to the One who will last forever

We were born into weakness
Fragile by design
So we hold onto Jesus
With everything inside
We will never give up

We will fix our eyes on the One who will last forever
We will hold on tight to the only real treasure
We will not lose heart
We will not lose hope
We will give our lives to the One who will last forever

Greater is the One in us
We will never give up
Power of the Risen Son
We will never give up
We will never give up

We will fix our eyes on the One who will last forever
We will hold on tight to the only real treasure
We will not lose heart
We will not lose hope
We will give our lives to the One who will last forever

We will not lose heart
We will not lose hope
We will give our lives to the One who will last forever
Forever 

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