Authentic

In a (Gazelle) bike shop in Antwerp, Belgium.

My husband (to the shop assistant): ‘I would like a bike for myself – what do you recommend?’

Shop assistant: ‘Now, that I look at you, the Heavy Duty model for sure.’
My husband: ‘Heavy Duty – very authentic. Describes my whole existence. Let’s find a bike to my wife, too. Do you have also models like ‘Easy Life’?’

No one-size-fits-all

Our son, Walter (10 ys) started playing table tennis end of September – this week the coach invited him to the inter club championships as competition player.

Today is his first match – I have come to see him play.

Walter – getting acquainted with his own team mates and the opponents – puts the question to the coach:

‘Sorry, what did you say again the age group in the category ‘Youth’ was?’

Coach: ‘People can play here until 21. So in this youth championships you still have 11 years to go – 1 year more that you have lived altogether so far – success!’

Ps: Walter on the photo from the back, in white – no club t-shirt exists in his size.

Charmeur

We have an acquaintance – a kind lady in her 60s, she leads a very sporty life, and cares about her appearance in every respect – of which she is rather proud.

At this moment she is trying to chitchat with our little son.

Sporty Lady (sending an encouraging smile): ‘And, Walter, can you guess how old I am?’

Walter (carefully studying her before giving an answer): ’80?’

Walter is a charmeur.