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My Dad dug out this old photograph of me aged three and sent it to me with a note saying ' You see, you used to have good posture at one time!' Sure enough, there I am with a head like a football, doing a man's job. But what great poise! I'm chuffed to bits. But in other ways, it's not remarkable at all because if we're healthy, we all have good poise at that age....every one of us.
Isn't it just amazing that we can learn to balance and walk so freely and upright when very young, but now as adults we find it so damn difficult!