Making you feel special – now that’s entertainment!

The day is warm, the sky is blue, Time to shelf the household chores, It could be raining tomorrow, So it’s good to be out of doors; Whether walking or relaxing,

Or taking off somewhere, Let’s enjoy each summer’s day, Housework just doesn’t compare!

JULIE is just back from a Spanish holiday where she was very impressed by the entertainment staff.

One young woman – Frankie – taught yoga classes in the morning, swimming lessons during the day and performed in a show in the evening.

But it was her GEMMA set the question for her Facebook friends.

“If you could wake up tomorrow with any super power, what would it be?”

One friend wanted the ability to be anywhere, just by thinking about it. Another wanted to radiate light and love to the whole world. A third wanted to time-travel.

But then there was Bernie who wanted to be well and Louise who just wanted to be happy.

Super powers. Perhaps we already have them and we just don’t think of them as super because they are so common.

But imagine a world without empathy, understanding, kindness, altruism, joy… Those really are some special abilities.

So, instead of wondering which super powers we would like, we could always take the ones we have, put them to use, and be real life super heroes. attention to detail that impressed Julie. She invited some girls on to the stage during the show, but sent them back to pick their phones up from the table, she made sure all the children in her classes wore sunscreen and, amazingly, she seemed to remember everyone’s name.

“Is there any better way to make someone feel special,” Julie asked me, “than by remembering their name?”

Such attention to personal detail will, I hope, take Frankie far in her career. It’s also a great way to live a life! I POPPED into Bearsden Library to do some work last week.

Comfortably ensconced, with the laptop on the table, I set to it. Fifteen minutes later a mother arrived with her son (I happened to be sitting near the children’s books).

She talked to him about books they had taken out before, then she started reading others to him. It was distracting at first. I thought about moving.

But, she read with enthusiasm and did all the voices – when her son gasped at exciting bits I tried hard not to do the same. I was completely entranced.

When she saw me, she apologised, but I could only thank her for taking me back to my childhood. Work had become very secondary.

Reading books to children – it takes minutes at a time, but the effects can last a lifetime.