Spring is the nicest season

"Why do you always turn your head the other way when you pass me by?" asks Jana, the pretty blonde girl who stands behind the buffet whenever we celebrate birthdays in the Towers.

"Jana", I tell her, "I don't turn away from you, I turn away from the buffet with all the cakes and stuff you have there, I just don't want to look at it and start thinking that just one small piece of cake won't ruin my life! It may not ruin my life but it certainly would ruin my self-respect and my pride in my willpower! Now if I meet you someplace else - not behind that buffet - you know very well how friendly I can be!"

Swimming, Women's day and currencies

Spring is here and I renew my flirtation with the swimming pool. I did not step into it during our last, unusually cold winter: it's not that the pool is not heated, it is very well heated, but getting out of it, and running to the shower, I always shiver so badly that the short swim is hardly worth it. So no pool until now that spring is here. I sat a bit with our lifeguard. He is a big man, and wears his trunks and T-shirt all throughout the year, December as well as August. Incidentally, I have never seen him in the pool, I've never even seen him slightly wet. So we talked a bit.

"Listen, Yoram" I told him, "you know that I am really not a good swimmer. There was that swimming instructor who watched me once and said: Lady you can't sink - but you can't swim either!

So my question is what happens if I feel that I am drowning? Will you jump in and save me?"