At this time of year, attendance at my yoga classes is a bit hit and miss because everyone is so busy. Quite a few of my students are involved in education in some way, as teachers and support workers, parents and grandparents, so they are swamped with carol concerts and nativity performances. Others succumb to viruses or react adversely to the flu jab. Others still are simply overwhelmed. The irony is that this is when it is more important than ever to take a moment of stillness whenever we can, even if the only place that happens is when the queue at the checkout isn't moving.
But I've just had a phone call from one of my ladies to say she won't be at the class this afternoon. She had the best reason ever:
'Sorry I can't make it. I'm expecting some bull semen through the post.'
Anyone ever had a more bizarre apology?