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The Noble Art of Peeing in a Bottle.

Monday. It was 12.35 am when I’d finished two quick chapters last night and my lights went out. It was 2.46 am when I got up. I quickly made my bed, cleared my office chair of the stuff I’d put there last night, donned my dressing gown and made my way to the kitchen via the loo. First job was the washing, then once that was going on quickwash I took my inhalers,took my tablets and filled my mug with milk. There was just enough in the milk carton for my mug so I turned to the sink to wash the carton out to add it to my recycling bag. Oh hell, there’s a spider in the sink and I don’t think he’s too chuffed that as I moved the bowl he was caught in the glare from the light. I had to fight my natural inclinations and kind of caught him in the trifle bowl from last night. I had to keep moving it so his feet couldn’t get purchase as I walked to the front door, opened it and tossed him out of the bowl into the garden. If he happens not to be an outside spider then it’s a case of hard luck. I shut the door, returned to the kitchen and put some bread in the toaster. Now I’ve seen Harry Potter and I know Aragog was a very rare spider raised by Hagrid, I just has to hope he isn’t pissed off enough with what I’ve just done to come and take his revenge. The washing finished and I put the drying cycle on. It should be ready to come out about 6.00 am.  After the usual tussle with my meds and my breakfast I retired with a coffee to my computer and started the emails. Apart from last nights lot there were periods of full flow and periods of trickle but at 9.27 am it seemed there was a halt in the flow so I decided to go for a kip, even at the risk of missing HUtH. I did catch at least some of my programme but yes, I did nod off in my chair. It must have been for a good hour or so.  But I was awake in time to make my lunch which today was braised steak and carrots with mashed potatoes. I watched Bargain Hunt while I ate and then returned to work.                                                                                                                                Since leaving work at 9.30 ish and not returning until 1.00 pm, the work had built up a lot so it was time to get my head down, and I don’t mean on the desk for a sleep. I concentrated on the screen and started whittling it down. Obviously as I worked more came in despite the cursing under my breath but I remember it was 5.12 pm when I dotted my last………dot, and crossed my last ‘t’. With a very muted cheer (remember the neighbours) I went to the lounge. I turned the TV on for an episode of the Antiques Road Trip and was very disappointed to find it was one I’d seen recently. I know I say I’m going senile and my memory is poor but come on BBC, really? I turned back to Pointless. As 6.00 pm approached I was strangely peckish and was wondering what to have when I remembered some beautiful baked honey ham I bought on Saturday. I had a couple of slices between two rounds of toast. It was lipsmackingly wonderful. After I’d washed up I put Stargate SG1 on for background noise and leafed through my TV mag, At 8.00 pm though the Early 20th C Canadian Policeman whose name I can’t remember now (senility remember). It was good. But then that was enough and I came back through. Lots of lovely work waiting for me and it’s taken until now 11.09 pm to finish.

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Tuesday.  I find perception an odd thing at times. My light went out no later than 12.15 am last night. I seemed to have been awake for ages and indeed thought I was going to the loo when I actually woke up to go to the loo at 1.22 am. I came back to bed knowing I could sleep again and after I’d righted my bed, and I so rarely move it an inch, I did fall asleep. Then I woke as usual at 2.27 am when I expected it to be so much later because I perceived I had slept longer. Then I sign into here and it tells me I was here 3 hours ago. At 3.00 m I went to the kitchen and took my meds and put two pieces of bread in the toaster. As soon as it clicked up I reversed the bread so the un-toasted side would be done but I had to be ready to click it off so the middle didn’t become too brown and maybe burnt. I caught it just about right and had two full rounds of toast for a change, One was lightly buttered with a covering of strawberry jam. The other piece was just layered with butter. Both pieces were then cut in half  lengthways. I ate the first jam laden piece and too my first two diabetic tabs, then I ate the second jam one and the first of the buttered ones only to find I was struggling and couldn’t eat the last piece. I’d have been much better off just toasting the half and as usual cutting off the un-toasted bit for the birds. I took the last two tablets and made my coffee.                                                          The mail is ready for me to have another go with 47 in at that point though just as I was getting to the end another 12 came in ten of which were from the same person liking a variety of posts I’d done. They were soon dealt with and my first chance of a break was at 5.53 am. Oops change that to 6.09 am. Time to get dressed and groom myself with my beard oil. Shoes on and pick up my bag of goodies from the lounge so I don’t forget to take them. I left the house at 6.55 am without forgetting anything. The bus came just before ten past and I was quickly on my way. It didn’t arrive in Chester until 8.35 am by which time Yvonne was already walking Reuben down to school. I had to get a move on and follow her. It was lovely when Roobs ran across the playground to me. A little less so when Amelie followed and just passed me her doll. We left and went for coffee and I was able to give her the goodie bag. She thought it hilarious the huge box that came with Amelie’s 7cm square book inside. She liked the outfits I’d got the kids and even the pair of leggings I’d got her. She loved the Fat Face voucher I’d bought her and didn’t slap my face. After coffee we went to Fat Face so she was able to get a dress to go away to Ireland with. Soon enough after our mooching (and the purchase of another air of jeans) it was time to catch my bust home. As usual they walked me to the bus stop and waved me off. I picked up sausage and chips from the chippie when I got off the bus and headed for home.                                                                                                                                                       After lunch I couldn’t avoid work any longer and faced what was there, 103. It was 4.45 pm when I finished and was able to go through to the lounge. I was channel hopping a lot and couldn’t settle anywhere but sometime before 8.00 pm I nodded off and missed the one programme I was ready to watch. Just to run salt in the wound I woke in the closing moments. I took my meds and came through to finish up for the night. It’s 11.38 pm and I’m close.

If you’re squeamish look away but don’t miss listening, this is a great record.

Wednesday. Lights out 12.15 am this morning back on at 2.18 am when I got up. I cleared my chair and logged into the computer before going to the loo. It’s pee in the little bottle day. Now I hate to brag, but those little bottles, I could fill one twice if I tried. It might take a while with the old stop-start but I’m game. Of course I only needed it once and you don’t get fresher in the morning than this. Of course this is where the problems can start as I now have a bottle, a top and a, well call it what you willie, but I only have two hands. You see the problem. Do I attempt to seal the bottle and move on, which of course risks wetting my feet, or do I stand with my feet apart ready to access the mop bucket? In the end of course I kept both bottle and top in one hand and allowed the guiding hand to carry on until done. That allows me to finish, to seal the bottle and place it in a bag before putting it in my pocket then washing my hands thoroughly. Then time to head back to my bedroom with dry feet and start work.                                                                   My appointment was at 8.50 am but I have to leave the house at 7.55 am to be at the bus stop at 8.05 am to get my breath back and in case the bus appears early.If I went for the bus due at 8.40 am it would probably appear late due to works traffic and I’d miss the appointment. So I duly left the house and started the climb. The bus was a couple of minutes early and I was in Holywell for 8.10 am. I had to walk round the Lidl Supermarket to waste a little time and ended up buying a bag of lollipops for the kids. I left there at 8.30 am and reached the surgery ten minutes later. I gave the receptionists or care Providers as they’re now known some chocolates and started the process of joining the ‘online gang’ so I can order prescriptions and appointments online. When I was called into the Sister’s room (by TV message now) I got gold stars all round. My feet were good though to be fair they seldom misbehave. My blood sugar was good, protein in my pee was fine, my BP was good and I’ve lost two kilos since last time (That’s not very good though since it’s either 6 months or a year since I was last there). Just before I left she asked about my smoking and I agreed I still do. Just to prove it I lit up as soon as I was out of the gate, I also stuck a fruit pastille in my mouth. I had to wait about 20 minutes for the bus but it wasn’t raining.                                                                                    Work had been piling up while I was away so I settled into that as soon as my coat was off. I found it quite cool in the house. I stopped for lunch at midday, a cottage pie and two slices of fresh bread from the loaf I bought yesterday. Might as well put the 2 kilos back on to keep me warm. At 1.00 pm I settled for a pre-match snooze with lasted until 2.50 pm, then back to work until 4.30 pm. Dil arrived just after I’d prepared his mug so I almost had a cup of tea waiting before he reached the lounge. It’s quite simple, I love my brother. We watched an Antiques Road Trip and then at 6.00 pm started to play. I lost the first two games and by the skin of my teeth recovered some pride on the third. It’s quite simple, I used to love my brother. Whatever happened to respect for the elderly? At 9.00 pm once I’d cordially seen him out of the front door and applied all the locks I came through to start my last session of the day. It’s 11.43 pm and I’m close.

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One of my beautiful cousins who was 80 yesterday. Yes, all the cakes are hers.

Thursday. 12.35 am and lights out. Not because I’d finished reading but because the piggin’ bulb blew. Up again at 3.44 am and had to turn the main light on first so I could see to change the bulb which luckily I had one of in the bedroom. Off to the loo and then the kitchen where I gather about me a hill of pills and an array of sprays and put two slices of bread in the toaster. Though I was fairly generous with the butter at least I felt righteous that no jam was involved. Back to my room with a coffee I turn the computer on. This morning I was inspired when a friend posted this. It reduced me to tears.

I confess though it doesn’t seem to take much to set me off these days. DIY SOS, bawl, the end of 60 Minute Makeover, bawl, Goodbye Mr Chips with Robert Donat and I’m down on the floor howling.I worked until 9.05 am then got dressed and went out. Pauline’s first, she may have lost the lottery terminal but I don’t want her to go out of business. I got my cigs from her and a small box of teabags that I think were gold plated. I picked up a small loaf too so I’m covered till Saturday. Then over to the One Stop where I got another pack of teabags , much bigger and at a better price. I also got my lottery tickets and working from my new list there were no mistakes. I came home, unpacked my stuff, mocked Joey for singing to the bird in the mirror, stubbed my bad toe, cursed and went back to work. I was getting close to an end at about 10.15 am but I just put my hands in the air and said No, I’m going to watch Aaaarghh, an angina attack from having my hands over my head. It’s just as well my nitro spray is near my chair in the lounge so I was able to take a dose and turn the TV on until the headache hit. It turned out not to be  too violent today so I didn’t turn the TV off, instead I turned me off and went to sleep. That was it until 11.50 am. I went through to the kitchen to look at doing lunch. I saw my baby potatoes were all sprouting and I wasn’t a happy bunny as they had a date of the 20th May on them. I took the eyes out of half a dozen and stuck them in the micro for 9 minutes. I laid some corned beef out on a plate ready and added a pudding to the tray and my diabetic tabs. Just before Bargain Hunt I was ready to go. It wasn’t an unpleasant meal but I’m not sure I was ready for it then. After Bargain Hunt I washed the pots and went back to my room to work. I was there until 4.50 pm Then I’d had enough and just sat with The Antiques Road Trip which I didn’t manage to see till the end as I zonked again. I was back with it about 6.40 pm and couldn’t remember turning over to watch a programme about railway journeys. When I realised I’d been asleep I shook myself awake and got down to some serious viewing. Well at 8.00 pm I did when I watched Big Bang Theory, Sheldon and Amy’s wedding then Young Sheldon. Tablets out of the way at 9.00 pm I came back through for the last battle. An early one I hope. 11.20 pm and I’m almost done.

Friday. Light out at 12.22 am another book finished. Awake at 2.26 am. I turn the computer on as I’m too early for breakfast. Then, 2.40 am I remember that it’s drugs day and that has to be done before I can have my breakfast so it doesn’t matter if I start a little early. I was only ten minutes late with my breakfast. I had toast for a change but being such a rebel, I did without the jam again. After I’d finished eating and taking my last two tablets, I went on to making my coffee which threatened to overflow the mug as it’s a Grande size pod. Not true, as the pods are the same size but the bar code must indicate more water be used. So, getting close to the top I pulled my mug clear so the excess could go straight in the drip tray. As I put the mug down I was attacked by the loaf I’d bought yesterday which fell off it’s perch straight onto my hand causing my coffee to spill over the work surface. That was a few sheets of kitchen roll I’ve lost forever.I took what remained of my drink to my desk and started work again. One message came from John to say that Muriel’s hands were too swollen to drive so they wouldn’t be over today. John forbade me to eat his biscuits. As I wasn’t now going out today I worked until 10.00 am and awarded myself a break with HUtH. As is usual recently I got through the first two properties and faded to the land of Zzzz for the third and stayed there until 11.45 am. Time to hustle and get my dinner. Luckily I had one left from last weekend, sausage mash carrots and peas with onion gravy all in a large Yorkshire pudding. It wasn’t bad. After lunch there was the feeling of a kip coming on but I fought back and came back to work. I worked till three then took a break, yes the eyelids were heavy but I wanted to see Escape to the Country. By all that’s holy I managed it. Sometimes I even surprise myself. Back to work until 4.30 pm then relax until 6.00 pm when I went for a shower. No washing my hair though and putting my hands over my head. Sharon washed it yesterday. After the shower I had some tinned pears, watched whatever rubbish was on then SG1 until 8.00 pm and Miss Fisher’s Murder Mystery. 9.00 pm of course saw me turning everything off, including Joey if his expression was anything to go by. It was time to come back to work. I was horrified today at the news of yet another school shooting and another 10 innocent lives taken plus that of a teacher. I’m getting to hate coming to the computer these days.

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Saturday. Lights out before midnight last night, at about 11.45 pm. An early night. I woke at 1.58 am this morning. It’s been bothering me a bit that I read somewhere last night that yesterdays school shooting was the third in a week. I checked this morning and can see why the others weren’t headline news since there was only on casualty in each case, and the second one was actually the shooter. Neither resulted in a death for a change. But it’s two more occasions where a student (or ex-student) of an age where anger knows no control, has taken a gun to school. Schools need to be able to afford security measures of some kind, but definitely not armed teachers. It’s getting to be like, in an age of fruit cakes, there’s competition to be the nuttiest fruit cake of all.                                                      My breakfast was at 3.00 am, predictably it was jam on one round of toast and just butter on the other. Once over I made my coffee to bring back. There was plenty of mail to keep me going.One piece in particular made me think. Caitlyn Kelly, a well known journalist in both the US and Canada had asked whether there was a particular thought we have that we daren’t put in writing on our blogs or in the social media in general. I thought about her points regarding trolls and also felt I could detect a worry that these days what you publish can get you fired. I sympathise with her but these days there isn’t anything I couldn’t write about if I felt strongly enough. The obvious problem these days is feeling too much about things.                                                     https://broadsideblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/19/the-blog-post-i-dare-not-publish/ About 4.30 am things came to a bit of a halt so I thought I’d try an hour in my chair before having to go out just before 7.00 am for my bus. I got an hour and a half and was in plenty of time to dress and to go out. The supermarket had been open about ten minutes when I got there but the place was quiet, as I like it. more staff than customers. I got cash from the machine then started a slow stroll about the place, picking up things at my leisure.I was standing outside with 3 big bags full at 8.05 am waiting for my taxi. Like last week I was home by twenty past. The driver was a young lady and I didn’t mean to be demeaning when we arrived and I said not to bother getting the bags out of the boot, I’d do it. “No, it’s OK” she told me and picked up all three bags and carried them to my front doorstep without breaking a sweat. She deserved a good tip for impressing me so much. I got in, put the food away, traded insults with Joey then started work again. 10.05 pm and all was quiet on the Western Front. The postman came and brought me a voucher for Tesco’s. A new card came for my Nectar card and when I registered it I found almost 11,000 points on there worth 54 pounds. It could be good news week under some circumstances. I took a break until 11.15 am then had a very quick catch up before lunch. Beef stew and dumplings this one. I put a very old film on and scared myself, scarred myself even by knowing most of the actors. I returned to work at 3.00 pm knowing America would  be online now. Then went back again at 6.00 pm to let my brain unload as I chilled and had something to eat. A French stick sandwich with beautiful finely sliced, crumbed ham. At 9.00 pm I came through for my last battle. 11.00 pm and I’m done.

Sunday. In bed by 11.30 pm I decided to read one short story from a book about Witches of all kinds by authors whose names are not known to me except that of Neil Gaiman and his name was enough to sell it to me. So far I haven’t been disappointed one jot. It’s called Under My Hat, Tales from the Cauldron. I got up at 1.57 am, not understanding why it was cool and dark. Yes, the concept of night is known to me yet seemed a little alien just then. I roused myself for long enough to start the mail, with a break for breakfast and coffee at 3.00 am. By 5.15 am I was able to go and sit in my chair in the lounge. It was almost 7.00 am before I woke to Joey singing ‘Oh what a Beautiful Morning’ and that was the first time I ever knew he liked musicals. No wonder he gets peeved when I turn them off. I opened his cage door for him. Knowing I had plenty of time I decided to fill some bottles in the kitchen, no, not like earlier in the week, I decanted from a large Pepsi Max bottle into smaller Pepsi Max bottles that are much easier to handle for popping pills, having by the bedside and also having on my side table in the lounge. Decanting it also gives it the chance to become a little flat thus resulting in less hiccups for me. If I bought the little bottle size every week it would cost a fortune and you’d hear me coming a mile away.                                                                             At about 8.30 am I returned to work and once I was clear I was able to get dressed. I spent the majority of the morning going back and forth between my desk and the lounge. I wanted to be as clear a possible when the time came to go out. I had a message from my nephew that he’d pick me up about noon (I hope his back’s in good condition). He lied, it was almost five past. I hadn’t long paid a visit to the desk so I was as up to date as it was possible to get without employing a mind reader. We arrived a little early at the venue which was a golf club (one of the woods) but it wasn’t too many minutes before Joanne arrived came for hugs then went inside. Lee got Nathan out of the car and they started taking bags inside for me. Except for Lee’s birthday prezzies which we left where they were until Tuesday. I stayed smoking a cigarette in the car park while Jen was inside the car with their youngest son Elliot asleep. I finished my cigarette and went inside, It was nicely decorated. Before long people I knew were arriving, my four cousins with their respective partners, my brother Dil and his wife brought their daughter Jessica with her two children and of course Yvonne arrived with my two monsters. Soon the place was packed with Karen’s family and friends . There were numerous none to subtle reminders of it being her 50th around like big signs that said “You are 50” and “50 Today”, She needed armed guards for the gifts. Her actual birthday is Wednesday but she’s going to Ireland so we got the insults out of the way today. She was having a lovely time.There was nice food on so I was able to take some tablets. There was live music and children careering around the floor at knee height. Soon enough it was time for people to depart. The cousins went, Dil and clan left. Yvonne’s taxi came to take her to the station and Lee and Jen almost got away before I caught them. It was a slow journey home as the grockles were going home after their holidays or their weekends and the roads were jampacked. Once I got in I had to go straight to work to catch up and that took from 4.30 pm to 7.15 pm. After that I went in to watch the idiot box and promptly fell asleep. I didn’t wake till 9.20 pm. 11.55 now.

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I want to wish you a happy new week and remind you to keep sharing those smiles and hugs with those who haven’t any of their own. One day we will have peace through kindness. This is my last blog and I want you to know that I’ve had a blast over the years in such good company and you know that many of you are very special to me from what we’ve shared over all this time. Thank you all so very much for all your kindnesses. I wish you all much happiness in the future. I’ve closed comments off this time as I couldn’t easily say goodbye to you all individually.                                                               Huge Hugs, David

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Angry Bird Takes the Cake.

Monday. Lights out roughly 12.45 am, seemed to have a hard time sleeping. Upandat’em time this morning 2.53 am. Went through put the washing on, took meds blah, blah, blah. Came back with my coffee to face the day. I’d forgotten that I posted the blog last night so the amount of post came as a bit of a surprise. Heck though, that’s going to take some while to clear. I’d put the washing on it’s drying cycle before I cam through so I was keeping my eye on the clock so I didn’t forget it this week. I might have done but by chance I’d just walked my mug through to the kitchen at 6.10 am when the machine turned off. I really must learn to concentrate as I fund I’d put the cycle on for drying wool so it came out a bit damper than normal. No problem though, the airer will do the job. I carried on working until 8.05 am when the incoming had slowed. Time to get dressed and see if Joey will let me get away with a kip in my chair. He did until 9.15 am when he fell off his perch and blamed me. I walked out in the middle of being berated in a screech and took some cake next door to Bert. I swear I could still hear Joey.                    Once I’d had a chat with Bert I came back in very quietly and restarted work hoping he’d have forgotten the tantrum (his not mine) when I next went through there. That was at 10.00 am for an episode of HUtH with one in Wales again. I turned the TV on quickly in order to drown Joey out but he’d taken to turning his back to me and chunnering quietly under his breath. I’m sure he was swearing which language he could not possibly have picked up from me. Typically I nodded of before the end of the programme but it didn’t last long as Joey let out an almighty squawk at 11.10 am and I woke to see where the murder  was. Until today I wasn’t sure budgies could look smug.                                               I returned to my mail to try and keep on top of it. The weather is more than glorious today so that as noon approached I couldn’t face a cooked meal and settled for some peppered beef and some honey ham sandwiches. Very nice. I found an episode of Cold Case on the TV to watch while I ate. Turned out it was the Basketball star’s coach who killed him. Between 2.00 pm and 5.00 pm I titivated and kept abreast of the mail but at 5.00 pm I went to have some tea and watched three episodes of Murder in Paradise from the original series and the first episode of Sanctuary. My eyes were square by 9.00 pm when I came through. It’s 11.30 pm nearly and I should have finished in a few minutes.

Tuesday. I know specifically that a friend had wished me a sleep of no less than three hours last night. I’ve decided that these are the occasions when Somnos treats it as a direct challenge. So because I read until I actually finished my current book was finished because I was so close, my light didn’t actually go off until 1.41 am. Unfortunately my eyes were open and I was awake in time to decide I wasn’t going back to sleep at what I thought was 2.47 am but on closer inspection, up and with my glasses on , proved to be 2.17 am. A little over an hour and a half. I’m glad it wasn’t a group prayer. At 3.00 am I paused processing my mail and went to get my breakfast and pill cocktail. Taking my coffee back to my desk later I noticed my balance had increased. One Post in particular I found very disappointing  https://grondamorin.com/2018/05/08/ny-ag-eric-schneiderman-was-forced-to-resign-amid-sexual-assault-charges-by-4-women/ in that New York Attorney General Eric Schneiderman has resigned. Schneiderman who has long been a champion of abused women and who has also challenged Trump in the courts for his fraudulent University charges has been accused by 4 women of sexual assault and misconduct. I don’t doubt the four women and I want justice for them but I just feel that some of Trump’s problems will go away now too. At 6.00 am I went to sit in my chair and I was expecting big things but it just didn’t happen. I stayed there till almost 8.00 am though and then caught up again and got dressed. A few minutes after 9.00 am I went to deliver my prescription request to the Chemist’s and called in at Pauline’s for bread, my TV magazine, some micro chips and my cigarettes. At home I put things away then came through to see what I’d got. From my point of view I was pleased. I have a store loyalty card for points earned on what you buy which for a long time I’ve been using on Ebay. Only recently I found that Ebay said my card was no longer valid so I’ve been chasing it up. It seems that mine was a secondary card to Ju’s which really should have made no difference as I’ve never cancelled it. But, they’re going to give me a new one anyway and transfer all my points which it seems are about 10,000 or in cash terms about £50.00. Any new points on Ebay I should be able to spend on there and I can also spend them via Argos a store in the UK. At 10.00 am I had Homes Under the Hammer after which I came back to work for an hour. At midday I put a lamb shank in the micro and had it with the chips I’d bought earlier. I watched Bargain Hunt and managed to see it all. As soon as it was over though I had a two hour nap. I worked till 5.30 pm then had some tea, I watched my evening programmes but slept an hour through Sanctuary, the second part of one I saw last night. I came back after taking my 9.00 pm drugs and caught up on my evening’s work. 11.48 pm now and almost done.

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Wednesday, My clock said 12.32 am as the light went out last night. I wasn’t cold but I snuggled down to try and get to sleep faster. Who knows whether it worked but I knew I’d been to sleep when I woke up and got up this morning at 2.21 am.I had time to log on and start the battle before I went for my breakfast at 3.01 am. Once that was done I came back with my coffee and started catching up. I was secretly seething a bit to know Trump was going to refuse to renew the nuclear agreement with Iran despite what his advisers said and his allies too. I would do a blog on this later. At 8.05 am I went through to my chair and grabbed 40  80 winks. I completely missed my HUtH today. I had no intention of going out so was able to revert back to work without worry. I worked up to almost midday before going to put a beef dinner in the microwave. I put Cold Case on the TV and enjoyed my lunch hour but either I’ve seen this or a similar episode before or I’m a really good Sherlock Holmes.                                                                                                              At 1.00 pm I went back to work and to wait for Sharon who ( no I haven’t lost my mind, I know it’s Wednesday) is coming a day early so she can be at an ante-natal class with her daughter. She’s not sure how grandmahood will sit with her yet. Her bus was a bit late today so she didn’t arrive until gone half past one. I let her get a drink before I went through to see how she is. She washed my hair and in a general conversation about shopping she offered to go for me though I know she hates crowds almost as much as I and has many a time had to abandon a basket or trolley and run. I refused but with gratitude that she’d even try. She left at 3.30 pm to get home to her family leaving me to potter a bit as though I’d nothing to do. Dil arrived at 4.30 pm and I went to make him a cuppa. We nattered about the weather and about family then watched our usual quiz before starting to game. At the start of Yahtzee things were looking grim. He won the first 3 games but I pulled my socks up (despite them being in the bedroom) and won the next three to even up. I won the next 4-2 giving me the overall advantage. Dil fought back bitterly and took the Nomination Whist with a good score making us 1-1. The cribbage was battle royal with us each edging into the lead at some point but I was victorious and perhaps a little less than generous with my shouts of “In your face loser” as he made ready to go. It was raining enough to hide the streaks on his tear laden cheeks as he walked to his car. I almost had a touch of conscience but  I shrugged those off easily enough. I took my tabs and came through to work. It’s midnight now and I’ve just a bit left to do.

Thursday. My two chapters were mercifully short last night, I found myself tired. Lights out at 12.32 am with a wake up this morning of 2.42 am. First job check the bank to ensure pension gone in. That done I adjusted some payments due to be changed and then started my mail until time for my drug cocktail at 3.00 am. One or two messages include details of re-blogs on yesterday’s Buthidar’s post. Their points were even more clear than mine and yet fully agreed with me. I can’t know how many would agree with me that Trump needs to go. After breakfast I returned to work and the new mail. I finished at 6.52 am or caught a temporary lull at least. Of course I headed for my chair and within minutes was practising the buzz saw until 8.03 am. I notice Joey with cotton wool in his ears when I woke. No wonder my medical supplies never last long. I got ready to go out then took a walk over to The One Stop (the local 7-11) for a couple of things, first and foremost my lottery tickets. I’ve been going for 4 weeks now and giving them my list, the first two weeks it was fine then last week and this week they made a balls of it. Last week I was charged £2 too much as he’d run an extra ticket off as duplicate. I accepted it in case it was a lucky one. This week they printed one ticket short but charged the right amount and we had to go through them to discover he’s put two lines on the same ticket for different days but used the same numbers, it should have been two separate tickets. I shall rewrite the list for next week to make sure there can’t be any mistakes in future. (Unless I’m counting my ill gotten gains somewhere in the sun).                                               Once I got home I started work again. Darren the postman came with something I was expecting. I left feedback and carried on. It was 11.58 am before I could knock off. I had a chicken dinner, watched Bargain Hunt and then settled down for a sleep of nearly two hours. Instead of going to work I watched Escape to the Country even though Joey berated me for skiving. The chemist came with my drugs but some were missing. I just hoped they were ones I hadn’t run out of.  I went back to work and stayed later until 5.45 pm. I ate some tinned pears with evaporated milk then settled in front of the TV. I was waiting for 8.00 pm and my new episode of Big Bang Theory followed at 8.30 pm by Sheldon. After that I was happy enough to come back through and take on the assault course that is my mail. It’s 11.43 pm and I’m just about done.

cool princess

Friday. I was in bed for midnight and read until I turned the light out at 12.46 am. It was a nice surprise to open my eyes to read 3.49 am and I even put my glasses on to check it. I went through to the kitchen to take my meds and once that was done to fill up the containers for another week. Then I had chance to put bread in the toaster and get my diabetic meds out. I cleared away the empty foil from the other tablets and put a couple of empty boxes in the recycling.  I buttered one piece very lightly ready for the jam and put butter on the other with a trowel. Since my toaster is stupid these are not full rounds. The jam went on the first piece and then both pieces were cut in two. I ate one piece of jam then took my first two tablets then I ate the second jam followed by the buttered pieces. I took the last two tablets one at a time with milk then made sure there  was enough in my mug for a coffee. I put the kettle on. Since my pods have run out until I can get to the supermarket, I had an instant coffee. Just as well I buy a decent brand for Michael. At 4.50 am it was back to my bedroom and into battle. It was battle that lasted until just before 8.00 am. I thought about getting dressed but what the heck, it wasn’t like I was going anywhere. Well, no further than my chair in the lounge and who needs socks for that. I fell asleep, No, really! Major surprise. (These fingers can be so sarcastic when they want). I slept till 9.20 am then had to dash back to my room to make sure I could get away for HUtH, and also to get dressed as I remembered my little chemist girl would be knocking on my door today. So would the postie with luck.                                                        I got the numbers down to a workable level then went to watch the TV. I missed where the first house was when Darren knocked on the door with a parcel for me. Annoyingly I missed the last house altogether as I fell asleep again though only for twenty minutes. I had time to come back and actually catch up again before it was time for lunch. I settled on boiled baby potatoes, corned beef and beans and the potatoes were starting to sprout so I had to throw away what I didn’t use. Just as well I’m shopping tomorrow. If I can stay awake long enough that is. Anyway, once lunch and Bargain Hunt were over I returned to work. At some stage my girl delivered the missing drugs from yesterday. It’s funny how often it’s the same ones. I went through at 3.00 pm only to find it had been on early today so I caught just the last 15 minutes. I did however find another channel with something that occupies me for an hour. At 4.00 pm it was back to work yet again until 5.30 pm then it was time for a sandwich. At 6.00 pm with Relic Hunter on screen I went to get changed for a shower and gather up my washing. Shower on I had to slide it down the bar so that I wasn’t reaching my arms up to adjust it, in case I was ill, but also so that I could keep the water off my hair so I didn’t have to raise my arms above my head to dry it. There was a time I could bend down and put my head between my legs and practically kiss my week goodbye but these days I find the pregnancy very restrictive. One I dried myself off I put clean Superman lounge pants on with a black teeshirt to try and absorb any heat left in the UK and returned to the TV.                                                                              At 9.00 pm I wished Joey goodnight and locked his cage. I shan’t repeat what he said, mainly because I didn’t understand a word of it, but I know none of it included Thanks. I came back through to catch up on mail and found there was less than expected so I should be done by 11.25 pm.

Caturday. You know I had an early finish last night. I was glad of it but I still needed my read to wind down. It was a couple of minutes after midnight when I saw the landing lights (attached to the skirting board in the hall and looking like a plane should be coming in to land) were obscured by movement. Whilst in the throes of a heart attack I jumped out of bed quietly and grabbed a walking stick (with a very handy interior but unfortunately I’d forgotten to put the brandy in). Nobody appeared which was also scary but then a mrowf sound brought my eyes down to my neighbours cat sitting on the doormat waiting for the door to magically open. I hadn’t had the front door open since about 2.00 pm when my drugs came so I was really puzzled. I let him out giving his head a little fussle in relief.Once he’d gone I went round to check for open windows that maybe Sharon had left on Wednesday but no there were signs of a nesting cat on Mike’s bed but no means of ingress other than the front door. My heart was slowing down a bit now so I turned the light off for sleep which did not come easily  3.11 am was awake time. I went through to take my morning meds and have breakfast then take a coffee back to my desk and log on. Quite a bit of mail overnight. I was just about (temporarily) clear at 5.15 am so chose that time to go round and empty ashtrays and bins ready for the rubbish collection, I also did the food waste bin, my paper waste and plastic waste. It’s an everything day today but I don’t have many cans or glass so it will do until next time in two weeks.At 5.35 am I disinfected my hands and came back to work. I checked the forecast and it looks good today so I’ll go with a sport’s jacket again. By 6.50 am I’d managed to catch up again and was ready to go out for the bus in a couple of minutes. I lit a cigarette at the bus stop but had to put it out pretty damn quick when I saw the bus appear just before five past. I was at Tesco’s grabbing a trolley by 7.10 am. I saw a man hovering by the door and I wondered what for until he asked when they open and by moving near the automatic door I indicated they already had. I went to the cash machine and got my shopping money though I might already have enough. I started with the tatws and picked up some nice baby ones and some sweet ones too. Up to bread and I bought a small French Stick for tonight as the normal sliced bread is fine till Monday. I got Bert’s cakes and some biskwits for MuJo then went to look for my coffee pods. I found some but they didn’t have my favourite and no special deal like two for $7 or three for $10 (my keyboard is coming up with the hash sign instead of the  pound sign).They did at least have 3 different ones so I was OK. I treated myself to a small cocktail fruit trifle. Got some nice sliced meat to go on my French stick this evening got a couple of bottles of pop and a 6 pack of Lilt as it’s half price (and the sugar free version). I think the only other thing I got was 3 meals for during the week and tomorrow maybe. Mind you I have invited Yvonne, Ugo and the kids for lunch out somewhere so I don’t have to slave over a hot microwave. I was home by 8.10 am again and after unloading and putting away my grub I went back to work. I was clear by 10.30 am so went to sit in the lounge Ha, I can’t lie, but only because I couldn’t fool you. I went for a nap. I must have slept so soundly until 11.15 am that I missed Darren who delivered my last outstanding parcel. I checked my mail until midday when it was lunch time. I had chicken and chips, that is a chicken crown and some micro chips. I was watching something on TV but for the life of me I can’t remember what.                                                                                                                       The mail took up my attention during the afternoon but I packed it in at 4.40 pm as I’d had enough. I watched a charming little animation film Big Hero 6 and really enjoyed it. I also watched a chunk of the third LOTR films which I just love and think the battle scenes are amazing. But I definitely don’t fancy bringing  Gollum home to tea. I behaved myself and stopped watching even though it was still on at 9.00 pm. As it happens, I could probably have afforded to stay and watch the end. It’s only 11.20 pm and I’m practically done again.

coolio

Sunday. I turned the light off at 12.01 am. I’m not sure what time I woke but I lay there with my eyes scrunched tight attempting to stay there in the womb warm. I lay there till I could lay there no longer and got up at 1.47 am, all the time hoping I was in for an early map. That’s in case I want to do some early orienteering, ah, apparently I meant an early nap. I logged onto the computer and started on the mail. I worked until 3.00 am, had my meds and my breakfast then brought my coffee through to the desk. Then I just carried on working steadily until I had nothing left to work on. That was around half past nine. There were a few moments of blankness while I worked which had to be sorted as I cam round but I don’t appear to  have insulted any major world powers so should be safe another week. Once I finished this batch though I felt in need of something more than a little nod at the desk. I was going for the full blown kip or nothing. I settled in my chair, stretched just enough so that my feet lay on the cushions atop the little storage box I use as a footstool. I thought I’d give myself to the count of three to nod off, One. The next thing I know I can hear a voice penetrating the depths. I rise to the surface and get out of the chair as in walks my niece. ‘I wondered if you were in’ she said,’I’ve rung 4 times and texted you’. I explained my phone was in another room, ‘I tried the house phone too’ she told me. I explained it hadn’t gone off and was misbehaving these days anyway. I asked what she was there for (diplomatically) and it appeared she’d come fairly locally to buy something that once seen had proved insufficient. Would I like to come and help her find something else. Nothing would please me more so I went and got changed. It was 10.45 am. We went to Flint and in short order had found possibilities. We both shopped around for a few goods while she decided which items she wanted. Once she’d made up her mind we went to the right shop, bought them and took them to the car. We had a drink, me an iced coffee and Karen a Hot Chocolate with all the trimmings. Did I mention how nice it was today, no, well it was.                                                                                                     Having now fulfilled our mission we had a little look round one more shop and then went off for lunch. We went to the Bells and while I got the table Karen went to get drinks then I was expecting her back to look at the menu to see what she wanted and I could order and pay. She came back with the food tickets and she wouldn’t let me pay. This girl unfortunately has a will as strong as mine. We both had a carvery and we both enjoyed it. Eventually we finished and she brought me home. It was just after 3.00 pm so after saying goodbye I had no choice but to start work straight away. That, with a lot of effort took me until 6.15 pm. I broke off for me tea and some TV just till 9.00. I was enjoying the Marigold Hotel. It’s now 12.05 am because of tonight’s catch up. I’m done.

Have a wonderful week. Keep in mind that if you have a smile to share someone else may be desperate for one. Maybe a hug wouldn’t go amiss either. Keep working for peace and one day it might creep up on us. Hugs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Might as well face it, I’m addicted to..fags.

Monday. Light off and ready to sleep at 12.36 am, and this morning rising was at 2.18 am not at all the fault of the cwtch sent to me yesterday as a sleep aid. We have between us possibly decided a reason for the short nights and stand ready to blame my addiction to tobacco and the need of the body to keep the levels topped up. This may be completely contrary to the truth of course as I have had longer nights without smoking and Michael who smokes as many cigarettes as I has no problem sleeping for over the eight hours if left alone. I accept we are different people though so the comparison may mean nothing nor the fact that he is older than I. I just like mentioning it.                                                        At 2.55 am I went through to the kitchen and put the washing machine on before taking my meds and having breakfast. Later I changed the machine to it’s drying cycle and left it, taking my coffee back to carry on working. Then of course I forgot all about the machine until I visited the kitchen at almost 9.00 am and everything was cold. Oops. It was almost 11.00 am before I actually got the post under control. I was expecting MuJo at any time between then and midday so I ran round spraying Febreeze where I could. The airspray onto the curtains and the fabric spray in the air, I’m sure it all evens out in the end. John came strolling down the path at 11.20 am and let himself in as I finished a piece of mail. I put my shoes on and went through to give him some biscuits to take home and two little spectacles cleaner devices. They’re very handy, cleaning both sides at the same time. They wear sunglasses a lot in  the car as well as glasses at home for reading. We were just about ready to go then so I threw my jacket on and grabbed my sticks. Within ten minuted we’d parked in town and were heading for John’s favourite charity shops (any that was open) before lunch. Three and an actual antique shop and we were over halfway down the street. I nipped into the old Town Hall to deliver some information on pension change for them to pass on for me then I joined MuJo at the antique shop where John had just bought himself a rapier. We went to lunch but he still used an ordinary knife.                                                                                                                 Afterwards we went to Flint as usual. While MuJo went inside the cafe straight away because of the cold I went to get the staff sweets and came back to a latte which Mu had ordered and paid for. We did a couple of shops after Tempies so Mu could get some birthday presents and by the time we’d done and driven home it was almost 4.00 pm. We went to collect the biscuits then I walked John back to the car for a goodbye cwtch from Mu. I ploughed straight into mail until 6.00 pm and then took a very drowsy break until 9.00 pm. Started work, now 11.49 and another 5 minutes should do it.

Tuesday. read until almost 12.30 am then light off. Woke at 2.32 am ready to do battle but I think poor Joey needs chance to recover yet. A quick check of my bank to make sure they haven’t run away then it was time for breakfast. Just so I can’t be accused of being predictable, I had my toast cold this morning and with jam on one slice. When I took my coffee back, I had a lot of mail to concentrate on.                                                                           I left the house at 7.00 am to catch my but but it sailed past me before I reached the stop. I walked back home to waste time before the next one but left the house an extra five minutes early. Typically I had to stand in the cold as this one was on time. I let Yvonne know I’d be half an hour later than usual and closed my eyes. After almost an hour and a half I arrived and had to bustle to meet them, I’d missed Reuben before he went to school. Amelie made up for it by almost bowling me over as she ran at me when I appeared an the cafe where they waited. We had  great morning together during which time I spent very little, and bought no clothes. I caught my bus home OK and stopped at the chippy on my way past sausage, chips, onion gravy and mushy peas. It didn’t take me long to plate up when I got in. I did remember to say hello to Joey as I turned the last of the news on. It was almost 2.00 pm before I got round to my mail and found a lot to be done. I did as much as I could and remain awake until giving up at 6.00 pm and then I can’t actually tell you what I did or what I watched until about 8.00 pm when I turned onto a Babylon 5 special I’d already missed an hour of. At 9.00 pm I turned the TV off, took my drugs then persuaded Joey to go back into his cage ( which is odd because I normally spend all day trying to get  him out). Currently 12.07 am and almost done but another ten minutes should see me clear. I’m not sure about reading tonight.

upstairs on the bus

Wednesday. Despite everything I decided to read a  two chapters so my light didn’t go out until 12.48 am but at least I was relaxed and ready to sleep. The package never comes with a guarantee though so I found myself wide awake again at 2.18 am. It’s not like I can say “beggar this for a game of soldiers, I’m gonna turn over and go back to sleep.” I could do that if partially awake and thoroughly enjoy it but I go from sleep to wakefulness in zero seconds flat. I read a few poems and managed a few likes before the time for drugs and my latest fix came upon me. Before I took anything though, the bread went in the toaster. Today I will eat my toast fully cold and cover it in a tasty blanket of butter. That was delicious. I take the last two tablets and make myself a coffee which I bring back to my desk.                                                                                                                                                There is excellent news in my mail, British Gas have come to their senses and amended both my gas and electric payments, the gas from £83 per month to £36 and amended my electric from £34 to £31 per month that’s a saving of £50 per month in total and a great help towards other bills. One message I read this morning mentioned a group and a song I hadn’t heard of but which was obviously both popular and well known. Though there was a link to it on the post I decided to look directly on Youtube for further information. It appeared the song was from the early 80’s but I didn’t recognise it. There was a bit of a delay with my going in to comment on the post as I got sidetracked by Elbow- Beautiful Day and then another called Starlings. I really am quite addicted to the former song and love receiving a message on my phone just to hear the opening bars. I think I’m becoming addicted to the group too as they’ve made some great tracks. Eventually I found my way back to work and commented, then started on some more until at 5.40 am there was nothing more in my post box so I went to try and nod off in my chair. It worked and I roused myself again at 7.05 am. I worked on mail until 8.30 am then took a break to see to Joey and his clean food and water. I stayed away from work for a while and kept an eye open for the postman. No sign so I had another hour on the post then came out to start peeling potatoes.It must have been about 11.45 am when I heard a knock at the door. I walked in that direction and saw a parcel in the letterbox so I thought that’s what it was but there was still a shadow outside. I opened the door to find a nurse asking to take some of Darren’s blood, I thought it a great excuse to send her away but didn’t. The signs of suffering are still on me from last week with this great big bruise but she didn’t seem bothered, she didn’t even check Darren’s date of birth ( and you never know it might have been different) but fair play, she took a bit of a run up and threw, she got the vein in my arm the first time before it had chance to hide. She stuck a little plaster on with the sticky bit over the wound. After she left I breathed a sigh of relief then realised I’d let her go without chocolates for the staff room. It did occur to me that might have been why she came.                                                                                                 My lunch was enjoyable though unusual, sweet potato mash and bacon. I had a little nap as soon as Bargain Hunt was over. It lasted until 2.35 pm. I went back to work until 4.30 pm then went to prepare for Dil. Since he’s won the last twice I need the win tonight. When he arrived we watched the end of Flog It together while chatting about who’s been up to what and where. Then, my poor arm weak from blood loss couldn’t shuffle and deal well so he took advantage and yet again beat me by 2-1. The only redeeming thing is in the crib I didn’t beat him, I annihilated him. When he went home at 9.00 pm and left me a shell of the man I was, I returned to work. 11.45 now and 5 mins will see me done.

I read an extra chapter last night because I’m a rebel and I can. Light out 12.53 am. I was very pleasantly surprised this morning to wake at 3.47 am. So if I read two extra chapters tonight I wonder if I’ll gain another hour for that one? OK so I was a little later than usual with my meds but no big deal I took those then enjoyed my breakfast. I took my coffee back to the desk and remembered it’s a Thursday so went into the bank to be sure my state pension has gone in. It has so I can carry on with Ebay for a while. I wonder whose birthday it is next. I broke off at 10.00 am for my HUtH and halfway through I heard the post arrive. It was quite a large cardboard envelope so I knew it was a book I was expecting for Amelie. I tore into it and found some A4 sheets of paper and a book mark but no sign of the book. I upended it and out it came, about three and a half inches square, the bookmark was bigger than the book. I re-read the description and to be fair  it does say 86mm square and I just misread it. A knock at the doorbell and it was the podiatrist who is without doubt a lovely person, right up to the moment she gets a scalpel in her hands. I suppose she would have  described what she did as debriding, I call it torture and the Hague Convention forbids it. She clipped my toenails right down so they should last me for ages like this.                                                                                                         By the time she left, it was getting on for lunch time so I settled on one of my chips and curry sauces. I’d just finished washing up when the knocker rang again and this time Bert from next door was coming in for a general moan at the world. He’d not long gone when I passed the front door and I opened it surprising Sharon who cast all her stuff to the floor and rushed for the loo. Bus journeys affect us the same way. I let her get her usual cup of tea then she was ready to wash my hair. She has a a very light touch and refuses to scratch my head as I like it but my hair is still very soft by the time she’s done.I concentrated on my mail while Sharon got on with her cleaning. She’s not best pleased today having just been told she’s going to be a grandma. Some people just aren’t ready for that, it automatically ages them. At 3.00 pm I paid Sharon, gave her some chocolates to cheer her up and wished her goodbye. It had been raining but had stopped. I thought I’d watch Escape to the Country which is code for have a sleep but it was fairly local to me and so I became very interested. No kip. I went back to work until 5.15 pm intending to watch a quiz but instead found a comedy on elsewhere. I watched that then another comedy, Had a little work break then came back for Jessica Fletcher to unmask a murderer. Then what I’d been waiting for, A new episode of Big Bang Theory and a new episode of Sheldon, perfect.Timed just right to take my meds and come through for the night. 11.25 pm and I’m done for the night.

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                                                                          Ignored.                                                                         Friday. Lights out 12.15 am after a couple of chapters and my last ciggie of the night. Up this morning at 2.46 am. On my way to the loo I glanced in Mike’s bedroom, I know he’s away but more and more these days I get to feel that someone is there or someone should be. I know it was Ju’s bedroom as well and I’m always conscious of it. Some people may think I obsess about her but it’s just that there are so many reminders of her about that trigger nice memories. Anyway, on to the kitchen where having just remembered what day it is, I start to take my drugs and then refill my pots for the next week. At the same time I ready a new prescription request to take in. When I next find myself in the surgery I must ask about the online requests for drugs and appointments that they’ve started again. I put two slices of bread in the toaster ready for when I finish and ready my cup for my morning coffee. I have 4 diabetic tablets to take with my breakfast, it’s like pudding but BFG tastes  better.                                                                   Back at my desk I turn the  computer on ( I just showed it a bit of leg) and gird my loins or lions if you’re dyslexic for the battle ahead. Actually 44 seems OK but I know more are coming even as I type the words. It was 8.17 am when I was able to get up and go for a wee. I’d really have been in trouble with more mail. It was time for a break so I went to sit in the lounge for a while. Joey wasn’t interested in a silent partner and just kept squawking whenever it seemed I was dropping off. In exasperation I ended up filling a few small bottles from my big bottles of Pepsi Max and then I left Joey to it and came back through. I wanted to see HUtH but more mail had come in so I only had time to see the last fifteen minutes or  so. Then I just dozed off regardless of Joey and didn’t wake until 12.10 pm. For some reason last weekend I’d bought a sweet and sour chicken meal with rice. I put it in the bing then gave it a stir half way and set it going again. I have to say I dislike rice intensely and nothing today changed my mind. I had to eat some of the rice to get at the sauce but rice on it’s own is like a sponge taking all the moisture from my mouth. Then you have to swallow it dry but in a clump. The sauce was tasty and I ate a couple of pieces of the chicken. Not an experiment I’ll want to rush into again.                 I returned to work after Bargain Hunt but intended to come back for Escape to the Country whether I had mail or not. When I did return I found it was snooker they had on and it was the Welshman Mark Williams I was rooting for.                                                       None of the other afternoon programmes were on until the quiz at 5.15 pm so I returned to my desk at 4.00 pm. After the quiz I found myself dozing again until I was sharply awoken by the doorbell at 6.30 pm. I was delighted to see my cousin and her son whom she’d just collected from Uni and emptied his student lodgings as next year he move into a different house with a new group of students who share an interest of his in lizards and other reptiles. That’s going to be a very busy house at feeding time as everyone have their lizards there and he has three to join them. They left about 8.00 pm and I had Miss Fisher’s Mysteries on until I  came back through at 9.00 pm. Lots of mail but it’s not been too bad. 11.20 pm and I’m finished.

Saturday. I was asleep at midnight or thereabouts last night and woke this morning at 2.42 am. I went for a wee and to save time ( of which I’ve only got hours to waste) had a wash and then headed straight for the kitchen. I took half my meds, put some bread in the toaster then took the other half. Living fast and loose I had my toast warm today. One quarter then 2 tablets then the other three quarters and the final two tablets (till the next meal). I worked on mail till 5,30 am then took a shower and got dressed.(Yes, I did remember to dry myself first). I cleared the rest of the mail then went to put my waste food bin out. The other recycling bags aren’t full enough to worry about so I’ll do those next week with the main refuse collection. At 6.55 am I left to walk to the bus stop and at 7.10 am it arrived. Within 5 minutes I was at the supermarket getting a trolley then going to empty the cash machine. That should leave me in the position of playing loan shark to anyone who comes needing cash while I’m still here. I had a good waltz round the front of the store but couldn’t find any new potatoes this week, I added a couple of frozen dinners and had to waltz a bit quicker so they didn’t defrost. I got almost everything I needed but I was a bit peeved to see my Pepsi had jumped in price to even more than my usual supermarket. As I finished the shopping I had one of the girls use the freephone to call a taxi for me. It was there within 5 minutes and a couple of minuted later  just before 8.30 am I was home. After I’d put everything away I felt a little lost for a minute, hell I”d got all this time on my hands but what should I do with it?  I know, sleep but first I’d better check on my mail. That lasted till gone 10.00 am but then I did go for a nap with the sun shining outside it was glorious, just nice enough to close my eyes too. I came too about 11.20 am and decided to check my post before deciding on lunch. At 11.50 am I suddenly settled on the idea of some chips with gravy from the chippy and a couple of rounds of bread and butter. They were surprised to see me on a Saturday and I was a little surprised to be there given the shape of my stomach these days which has swallowed my hips whole. I walk round hoping my bum is big enough to stop my trousers reaching my ankles before the end of the day. As I got close to home my opposite neighbour Margaret was out being energetic with a rug. We chatted for a while before I excused myself and came in to have my chips with gravy to which I added lots of salt and vinegar. For all those out there who don’t know, a good bottle of Sarson’s malt vinegar is a necessity with chips, and salt, well that’s a necessity with everything. I use pink Himalayan rock salt.        For lunchtime I watched a little snooker but once lunch was over it was back to work where I stayed until 3.00 pm.  break then till 3.45 pm then to work until 5.00 pm when I was on my own time until 9.00 pm when I came back through. It’s 11.40 pm now and I’m almost done.

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Sunday. I read until 12.45 am last night  and somehow benefited from a bonus sleep by not getting up at 2.20 am as was first suggested (and refused) but staying exactly where I was until 4.04 am. Not a great gain perhaps but each one is a prize wrested from the grasp of Somnos and his minions.  ( No, not the little yellow ones in the movies). I did my usual morning routine, finishing up with bringing a coffee back to my desk. There wasn’t as much mail as  feared but it still kept me going until 7.40 am at which time I took my cup to the kitchen, opened Joey’s cage and plonked my bum firmly in  my chair for a kip . The only problem was it didn’t work. Instead I gave up and went to get dressed and apply my new beard oil ready for my morning visitors about 9.30 am.                                                9.30 am and the car pulled up outside. I went to get my jacket and off we went. We headed for the supermarket when Karen said she wanted to look for some clothes, when we got in there I was mesmerised by the sale rail and bought three shirts at £3 each. A steal so I hung on to the receipt in case anyone thought I had. Jo my other niece let slip that they’d really come here thinking they were helping me with my shopping which I had to explain I’d done yesterday but I still went on to buy the jumbo, family sized washing up liquid I can’t find anywhere else and two bottle of Pepsi Max. Karen didn’t find anything to wear but they both did some shopping and actually fought with me, a poor feeble old man when I wanted to pay everything all at once. I literally had to bounce them out of the way and send them packing…..my shopping mainly, remove the dividers between everything and then when the lady on the till had already scanned something I said she’d have to carry on now. Those girls have a terrible way with their elders. We  headed to Flint next and a drink at Tempies. I suggested to Karen she might like to try a shop called TOFS for a top and she actually found one. The other shop we’d supposedly gone there for was for Jo and she didn’t buy anything. I’m pretty sure they think I arrived fresh on a barge this morning. Eventually we got round to going for lunch and they wouldn’t let me pay. See what I have to put up with. They dropped me off and I waved as they raced away. Then I came inside and hid the new shirts, did I mention a jumper too? Time was 2.30 pm and time to start work. It took until 6.05 pm until I cleared the first lot so I went and relaxed in front of the TV. As usual I retired at 9.00 pm ready for the next onslaught. 11.21 pm and I’m just about done.

Have a wonderful week especially if you’re enjoying some nice Spring weather. Be nice and smile at people. Some of them will need it. If you can offer a hug to someone or even an ear make sure everybody’s day is improved by knowing you. The world has enough troubles so each one we can end improves the world.

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I guess that’s why they call it the Blues

Monday. Light off 12.40 am , light on 2.47 am. To the kitchen (via the loo of course) tp put my washing on then put bread in the toaster while I take my meds. Once the last pill was on it’s way down I plated up the toast and gave it a chance to cool down before slathering it with butter. I take 2 x 2 diabetic tablets while eating then once done I make my morning coffee to take back with me. The washing finished and I put it on a drying cycle before leaving the room to start work. It being the day after publishing a post there is always plenty of mail some of which requires replies and some newer ones where I need to visit their blog to like posts and perhaps follow if their ethos or sense of humour is similar. I just kept going until I woke up and it was 9.09 am when I should be at the chemists. I had nodded off in the middle of writing a comment and hadn’t started on the gobbledegook yet so I was pretty sure I hadn’t long nodded. I deleted my response to start again fresh. I got dressed and went out. It was a quick outing as it was just a letter needed posting and my prescription request to go in. Both in the same building luckily. Joey gave me a bollocking when I got home and I’ve no idea why so I just returned to work and found a skype message to say MuJo are on their way. That could mean anything like a visit to their chemist in Denbigh or even a shopping expedition so an hour’s trip could take from 9.00 am to 12.15 pm.                                                                     They arrived at 11.45 am after having taken a convoluted route and rested in a few traffic jams. I made sure to hand over the Easter Eggs first on the grounds that they were the oldest, any older and I’d have been singing Happy Birthday soon. Then I passed John his birthday gifts and the moment I saw his fingers twitch I told him to open them tomorrow. I got my jacket on so we could go. Poor John, his chin hit the floor when I reminded him that chippies don’t open on Mondays. We all decided to got to Top Bells but not until John has checked every Charity shop in town. By coincidence in the very first one Muriel found something she wanted. It was just gone 1.00 pm before we reached the cafe. I ordered cottage pie and a mug of tea. When we were finished we hit a couple of shops in town then set off for Flint. We had a look at some bathrooms as MuJo intend to refit the two in their house. While they were just getting some quotes I nipped over the road to pick up some sweets for the girls in Temptations then I walked over to meet MuJo there. Timed beautifully. We went in and I ordered our drinks and some cakes. Once finished I stood outside with a cigarette until they joined me and we had a walk round a couple of shops. I was dropped home at 4.30 pm and carried the gifts out to the car for them and waved them off. Before anything else I started trying to cut down the day’s backlog. Only till 6.00 pm though before I went in to see the news, a Royal baby born today. After that I found I couldn’t turn the flippin TV channel over so left Joey with a bit of noise and came through to make another effort. I turned off at 9.00 pm and concentrated. 11.09 pm and I’m almost ready to knock off for the night (Who shouted Skiver?)

blinded by the light

Tuesday. My light went off at midnight, another book finished. A lot of wriggling to get comfortable and I must have decided I was too hot for some reason as I woke at 1.36 am to go to the loo and I was freezing. I decided I could go back to sleep (covered up) which I did for another hour until 2.31 am. I breakfasted at 3.00 am making good use of the time it takes me to swallow pills by catching my toast as it shot out of the machine and juggling when I found it was hot. Who could possibly make the connection, toast and machine= heat. So, while I finished the tablets I allowed the toast and my hands to cool. I got the butter out of the fridge and grabbed a jar of strawberry jam too, the glass was nice and cool on my palms. One piece of toast I had jam on, cut in two and the second piece just butter, also cut in two. If I didn’t cut them in two I’d have both jam and butter residing in my moustache like pocket snacks all day.                                                                    I was due to leave the house at 8.00am to go for more bloods. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Slogging all the way up the hill in the pouring rain to a bus stop full of kids milling around before going to school. Nope I stayed home though I did ask Yvonne to phone and apologise for me. I think they’re coming here tomorrow now, or at least a district nurse is. I spent the morning working on mail but I was getting so confused I packed it in round 11.00 am and sat in the lounge. I don’t know how I didn’t nod off. I had new potatoes , a pastie and beans for lunch. I watched Bargain Hunt but nodded off before the end and only woke up at 2.10 pm. I returned to work but it was hard going. I stayed until almost 5.15 pm then left hoping for my Antique show which didn’t materialise. I stayed until 9.00 pm after which time I couldn’t put it off any longer without causing a log jam tomorrow. I’been here ever since and it’s 11.51 pm now. I hope to be reading by midnight,

Wednesday. I read until 12.33 am, just enough for two chapters of the new book. As I was settling down my eyes kept opening to look at the doorway as I felt watched. Mind you recently I’m forever feeling movement from inside my chair back and catching glances of things move out of the corner of my eye. I’m puddled of course………..or am I?                                Up time was 2.17 am which came on me naturally, I just realised my eyes were open so I checked the clock. Much better than striped I thought. I opened the computer to check my lottery ticket from last night. Well that was two minutes I’d never get back. It left me feeling glum as there’s a lot of good I could do with that as I’m sure I’d tell my chauffeur. Just before 3.00 am I headed for the kitchen to put a little washing on. A pair of new jeans and just a couple of shirts and jumpers. Then it was time for the pill popping and breakfast. When the washing was done I opened the door before setting the drying cycle. Oh Dear, my jeans were fine but my jumpers and shirts were trying to imitate them. I hadn’t remembered to put in an colour grabber sheets. With fingers crossed but no great hopes I reset the wash cycle , added the colour grabbers and turned it on. I generally like things that  co-ordinate but not like this. I was tempted to start singing Am I Blue by Billie Halliday but my voice is nothing like here so I settled for Elton John with I Guess That’s Why They Call It The Blues. I certainly had them this morning. When I went back later there was not much improvement though there was only one jumper I wouldn’t be able to wear. I set them all to dry. I forgot to return before taking my mug through at 6.00 am and the cycle was ended so I laid them on the airer, tutted at myself and went to my chair to see if I could manage a nap. I could till 7.14 am. Back to work until 10.00 am when Homes Under the Hammer came on. My body must have started to nod though my eyes were still open when a knock on the door startled me. I thought it was the nurse but no it was my friend from the chemist with some drugs I didn’t even know were short from yesterday’s delivery. I returned to the box and the inclination to nod which I fear was creeping up on me when I was jarred by an almighty Coo-ee from the front door. “It’s only the district nurse” she said coming in. A new one to me she was very pleasant. I bared my arm ready for blood to be taken as she rummaged through her bag for what she wanted. When ready she started tapping my arm in the hopes of a vein appearing “It was there two weeks ago” I told her. I had to bear my other arm as she tried there. No joy so another little rummage until she came up with a small needle, Returning to my first choice of arms she inserted it and started jer,jer.jiggling it to find the blood. It appears I’m a bloodless creature.  In desperation she taps the back of my hand and inserts the small butterfly needle there. That also necessitated a lot of wriggling until finally some blood appeared. Disappeared, Jiggle, appeared. It was very slow coming. She checked the form and found she could get away with 4ml for the diabetes tests so we sat, and sat until it reached that level. I had two cotton wool balls now ( Ladies, please) adorning my arm as she left. Within half an hour a gorgeous blue bruise appeared on the back of my hand. She’d gone by 11.00 am and so had my programme. I did send sweets up for the staff room so they know I remember them. I sent Dil a text cancelling tonight as I’m out of sorts and he immediately started worrying, did I need a doctor, should he come and see me for an hour later. I let him know I was just tired. 11.45 am I started on my lunch a beef dinner with added sliced beef I bought on Saturday. I watched Bargain Hunt then at 1.00 pm I turned off and closed my eyes. I was pleased when I woke to Joey’s squawk to see if was 2.30 pm so I came through here and found it was only 1.30 pm. Somnos wasn’t very generous with my nap. I caught up on my post again.                                                                                                                                 Work took up most of my afternoon until 4.30 pm antiques. But where I’d normally be relaxing at 6.00 pm I came through to clear more because I wanted a show on later that went through beyond my usual 9.00 pm barrier. When I finally did come through there was just too much to do and still get to bed so I put it off until the morning.

wet bottoms in store

Thursday. I read only until about midnight and put my light off. I’m not sure whether it was difficult to get to sleep or whether my Tango lessons were finally paying off and I was spinning round the bed. I woke at 2.51 am and I was flat on my back, one knee in the air and no covers on at all. I’m sure that’s not how the dance ends. Anyway, I went straight through to get my medication and put two slices of bread in the toaster while I swallowed and breathed what I was supposed to. My idiot toaster only does two thirds of a slice so I cut the other third off and left the rest to go cold. Once I’d eaten that I took a coffee back to my desk. First I had to deal with that I’d left from last night then happily there hadn’t been too much post this morning and by 5.45 am I was clear (for a while). I immediately headed for my favourite chair in the lounge. Feet up on my stool I settled back and closed my eyes. Joey squawked at me, probably swore, no doubt warning me about snoring or something (as if). “Hush Joey” I said as if he ever listens. He didn’t. The single squawk became a tirade as I received a major telling off. He was obviously not in the mood to take prisoners. I thought it best to ignore him hoping he’d got whatever it was off his chest.He had another go, no doubt telling me not to ignore him and to answer. That would be fine if I spoke budgie. The best I could do was repeat Joey, Joey, Joey a few times in a calm voice and hope he’d repeat his name in answer. He did and it was the most frustrated rendition ever as though it was being forced from his beak without being able to help it. It was now nearing 6.30 am and I closed my eyes again in Hope ( a village down the road near Wrexham). At some stage I nodded off in what was now peace and quiet only to be woken by another strangled squawk from him at just 7.07 am. I gave up, politely wished him good morning and returned to work. At 9.15 am I went to Pauline’s for bread and to see if she’d got her lottery terminal back in use. Seems not. I bought a loaf and managed to get 100 cigs as well. I crossed the road to the One-Stop. I managed to get another 100 cigs so I won’t run out before the Saturday shopping and I got my lottery but he ran me a ticket off too many, typically the dearest. I took it anyway. I went home with my ill gotten gains and put stuff away. I worked before and after HUtH but had a break for that and fought to keep my eyes open, especially if I was smoking. At 11.45 am I got my coat on and went to the chippy then came back and fille my face to the accompaniment of Bargain Hunt. Sharon sent a message to say she would be here at her usual time. I asked about a hairwash and the answer came back no prob.When she arrived I was mid message so she went to get herself a cuppa and start work. When I was free I went through and she dropped everything ( that’s gonna cost a bit to replace) and repaired to the bathroom where she applied the Vosene with vigour. Back to work again until 2.55 pm when Sharon goes when I went and paid her and gave her some chox in thanks. I had a short break till 4.30 pm then worked from 5.15 pm to 6.00 pm. That was it until 9.00 pm. I was really cross with myself that I missed half of The Great Antique Road Trip and the latest Big Bang Theory, at least I woke in time to take my meds and watch Sheldon.  At 9.00 pm it was a major into battle job to clear the days post before bed.

Friday. I was asleep by 12.15 last night and very disappointed to be up this morning at 1.41 am. Mind you it’ll be a lot of fun doing my drugs with my eyes closed, like some form of Russian Roulette. I waited until I’d taken today’s drugs and then replenished the trays for next week before indulging in my breakfast. Much as I fancied bacon, I settled for jam on toast. It was much later than usual when I took my coffee to work. Lots of mail waiting but by 6.30 am the flow had dried and I was just about there on the existing stuff. I decided to try having a kip in my chair. Next thing I know it’s 8.15 am, not that I had a conscience. I got dressed then looked what had happened to the mail while I slept. Productivity had happened and it took my till 9.55 am to catch up. I watched my HUtH and it was good but I think I missed the last few minutes because I woke up at 11.50 am and I needed my lunch. The mail would have to wait until 1.00 pm and it did. I kept my head down until 3.20 am before taking a break  then came back to it at 4.30 pm. I stayed this time until 5.50 pm when I decided I fancied a shower even if no-one was here. I’d make an effort to keep both my arms below my head. I managed it. I’ve yet to ask my cleaner if running her scrubbing brush down my back is in her contract, she’d have to take off those rubber gloves first though, or it reminds me of an operation. I was back in the lounge in time for the The Antique Road Trip which featured Philip ‘The Fox’ Serrell versus Arusha ‘Roo’ Irvine, a delectable feast for the eyes. They hemorrhaged money. This was followed by Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries, another fine import from Australia which took me nicely up to 9.00 pm and time to come to work. I kept going nice and steadily while arguing with my daughter about shopping tomorrow as in I don’t want them to come here and do it with me. I made it clear I’ll get what I need and will still be happy to see them if they want to pop over. I know it won’t be for long because Ugo has football in the afternoon. And it can’t be early as the car is in the garage at 10.00 am. I decided to try and make an early night of it, bed by 11.00 pm, anything else can be dealt with in the morning which to be fair isn’t long away. Light off by 11.30 pm maybe, we’ll see.

swot

The Swot

Saturday. OK, things didn’t quite go according to plan last night. I did manage to get to bed close to 11.00 pm as promised but I decided on two chapters last night which took me well beyond what I expected and had my light going off at 11.50 pm. I did not get to sleep straight away by any means but I did get there. I got up this morning at 3.42 am or though I first thought, when I put my glasses on it was only 1.42 am. I wish I could have said, “Right, I’m going back to bed”and fallen asleep again. Of course there was nothing stopping me from saying that or that many a mickle macks a muckle but saying it doesn’t make it so. I wasn’t in need of sleep at that moment. Instead I had the opportunity of attacking the last of my mail from last night and the first of today’s. At 3.00 am of course I went to take my meds and also have my breakfast. Just for a change and because I’m such a rebel I ate my toast hot. When I returned to my desk with a coffee I was ready to go back into battle. And battle I did with all the post thrown up overnight. But at 7.00 am I stopped and got dressed so that at 7.25 am I could leave the house for the bus. I caught it comfortably and road as far as Tesco’s in town where I got off, rounded up a trolley  and went to get some cash for my shopping. Just one machine working but it had enough.                                                                                                                                                    I took my time and found almost all I wanted. Perhaps missing just a couple of bottles of pop and some washing up liquid in the giant economy size. I used a freephone to call a taxi ans was home about 8.45 am this week. It took some time to put everything away and then I came through to pick up where I’d left off. Yvonne turned up at 10.45 am to let me know the car was outside. I put my screen to rest again and off I went. It took just a few minutes to get to town and I suggested the car-park we went to. Poor Amelie had to be woken from her seat in the back but she happily took my hand ( not easy when you’re using a crutch) and we we entered my favourite shop ‘Homies’. Yvonne doesn’t usually get chance to shop here, especially in a store this size, so she made the most of it. I picked up a few little gifts as I was going round. Once we’d finished, we went down into town proper and found here was entertainment on, bouncy castles, a DJ, a stall to help people start a business and best of all a face painter. Ugo took the kids there while Yvonne and I went to the Post Office and to a shop she wanted to look round. When we got back, they were just about ready so we went to lunch…..at John’s favourite Chippy, and he’s missed it the last couple of visits. As it came time for Ugo to play football he would drop me at home while Yvonne would take the kids home on the bus and their first ever trip Upstairs. Once home I settled into work again on catch up mode until almost 6.00 pm. and as usual I returned at 9.00 pm . It’s 11.53 pm at the moment and I’m almost done.

Sunday. I read two chapter which brought me to almost 12.30 am. It didn’t take me very long to get to sleep once my light was out. I woke at 2.25 am. I turned on the computer and did two or three messages while I waited for 3.00 am to appear. Once it did I left and headed for the kitchen and the morning doses. Once that was done I had breakfast and get this I had two rounds of warm toast one of which was a crust for a change. All faffing finished I grabbed my coffee and headed back to work. I’d left it with 17 and it was now up to 22. No hardship. Of course as I was working on them, more came in but by 5.15 am there came a temporary lull. You all know I drink a lot of Pepsi Max. but what you might not know is that I have a large bottle at my side when I work but use small bottles by the bed, on the table where I sit and next to my meds ready from the evening lot. I still get through quite a lot and always have one in the fridge getting cold. While I was in the kitchen this morning I counted 10 small empty bottles that needed refilling so that’s where I headed at 5.15 am. It’s not just the job itself which takes time, it’s the cleaning up afterwards as you will remember my hands shake.                                                                     At 9.00 am I went to watch a political news programme then followed on with a programme about what the punishment should be for those found to be carrying knives in the street. Some of those debates can get a little heated with the religious, the social aspect, the legal side and the families of knife victims. For once there wasn’t anyone saying it should be legalised as they would were it a drug related question. At 11.00 am I stayed sat down as I found an hour of love songs followed by an hour of Motown. My only disappointment in the first hour was the song Power of Love made famous by Jennifer Rush was instead performed (badly) by Celine Dion. During my Motown Hour there were so many treats, Smokey and the Miracles, Stevie, The Jacksons. Lionel Richie , The Commadores. But then came Frankie Valli (What?? This is a Motown Hour) Whoever signed him to the label wants shooting. Not because he doesn’t have a good voice but because he doesn’t sing Motown songs. The last ‘star’ was called Erykah Badu who not only didn’t sing Motown but to my delicate shell likes didn’t sing at all. I had a major problem even understanding her. I apologise to any of her fans here but you’re just starting out on your musical likes probably while I’m coming to an end of mine. Your day of being in my position will start when you first have children and go on from that day. Lunch was a beef dinner from the bing machine and I enjoyed it but I didn’t get my usual lime and lemonade as I do other weeks.                                                                                        The musical interlude had meant my mail was mounting up so I spent the next few hours on that. Glancing at the TV magazine this morning had shown a lot of new (to me) channels I could get so late in the afternoon I started flicking through.I found one called True Pictures and settled to watch a film. I was misled as they’re not true stories so perhaps the channel should have been called real pictures. It was entertaining nonetheless. I managed to have a bit of the Big Bang Theory I missed the other night, I only missed half this time. Next time round I should get the lot. Joey came out and flew round my head a few times, I shall have to check the top of my head in the mirror now. As usual I came through for my last catch up at 9.00 pm. It’s 11.27 pm now and I’m almost done for the day.

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As always I wish you all a glorious new week with weather that suits you. I think the UK forecast is pretty grim though. Share those hugs and smiles, you never know just who needs them. And please keep hoping for a peaceful solution to all the wars across the world. Don’t let the warmongers and weapons manufacturers win out. Someone please do me a favour and make sure Airforce 1 and 2 are both out of commission in July so Trump can’t get to my country.

 

 

 

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Miaow from the catnapper

Sunday night I was able to turn my light off after a read at about 12.30 am. Sleep came fairly quickly but I think with some intervention by Somnos, so did wakefulness. That was at 2.06 am. I got up and paid a visit to the loo then came back and logged on. There would be time for work before breakfast. This time I was allowed to make good progress before going for breakfast and went off in good humour. My routine remained the same, sprays, tabs, toast, tabs,toast tabs and coffee to bring back to work. On the way back I put the drink down on the console table and nipped into the loo to save me coming back later. It was 3.45 am approximately when I started work again. There were 47 pieces of post left. I know I managed a couple of pieces but I could hear the distant sounds of piping and wondered which of my neighbours were listening to the radio. It seemed none were for moments later I was sitting on a hillside facing Porcinus.                            “He’s not happy with you” he said “you don’t seem to have done any promoting for him for a long while”. “But I did as he asked last time and I thought he had someone else now” I replied. “Get on with it” I seemed to hear as I drifted back again. Next thing I know it’s 6.10 am and I’m sitting at my desk looking at a file of pictures I’ve opened for some reason. There’s still the last email I dealt with on screen and fortunately I haven’t been writing further on it or adding pictures. It just needs sending. I can do that.The mail is up in the 70’s now and I manage to get it down to 62 before I need to  nip to the loo again. There on the console table is my now very cold coffee, and maybe a chocolate biscuit that happened to follow me. I determined to drink it anyway. My return sees the numbers have gone up again so I need to knuckle down. It’s about a quarter past seven now. It’s about a quarter past eight and I’m still sitting here hands poised, the numbers have gone up not down and I haven’t moved for an hours catnap. I had to work through HUtH this morning to catch up and it’s 11.38 am before I can breathe a sigh of relief, Oh, and then another one as I visit the loo again.                                                                                                                  I had a meal of chips with curry sauce, my favourite Monday choice at midday and sat eating it while watching Bargain Hunt. I chose an appropriate moment to go in and wash my pots before the auction took place. I’m really proud of the fact that I saw the entire auction before turning off and going to catnap in my chair. I woke at 2.08 pm and went through to work on my mail again. Once done I returned to the lounge and what was left of Escape to the Country. I stayed awake to return to work again until 5.15 pm when PYMWYMI was on. Thereafter neither Joey nor I moved again until 9.00 pm. Except for food of course, I had half a trifle to demolish, and believe me, I worked hard at it. I hate to give up. At 9.00 pm Joey wished me goodnight as I came through for my regular battle.

Tuesday. Light off early at 12.15 am but no matter how quickly I went to sleep it only lasted until 1.41 am. The fight was on not to nod off before catching that bus. I have to leave the house about 6.55 am then fall asleep on the bus. I must make every effort to wake at strategic points so I don’t miss my stop. I don’t want another poor driver approaching me as we near the terminus thinking I’m dead. It comes to a shock to both of us for me to wake with someone practically shouting in my face. I started work on the emails then at 3.00 am went through to have my breakfast (Weetabix and toast) before bringing my coffee back. I got dressed and started on the rest of the mail . Eventually I had to stop so I could slip my shoes and coat on.I checked the weather before deciding which coat. It was raining ( bet you didn’t guess that) so I wore one of my leathers. I left on time and was at the bus stop a few minutes before it turned up. I got a good seat and started nodding off. Sometimes the bus stopping will wake you but I don’t mind that. The journey goes more quickly asleep but too much sleep and you sail past your stop. I got there and got off at the right stop but we were a bit late so I went straight to the Supermarket as arranged, Yvonne and Amelie weren’t far behind me luckily or maybe the coffee house would have called the police to get me out as I’d not bought anything. You just never know these days. We had our drinks then set off round the store to get me fresh bread, a TV magazine and some cigarettes. Yvonne needed stuff too so once we’d both finished we started our mooch. I bought a Welsh Rugby teeshirt and that was it for the morning. Yvonne was asking if I was OK and looking for more bags.                             At lunchtime they saw me to my bus stop and watched me as I boarded. I think they were there to make sure I wasn’t punctured by an arrow by someone recognising a Welshman inside the town walls. I made it safely and after waving concentrated on nodding most of the way. At my end, I was sure I could just about cope with calling in the chippie before having to rush for the loo. There was a queue I wasn’t expecting so I had to get home faster than anticipated. I open the door throwing my bags and my crutches to the floor as I dashed to spend a penny. The relief was palpable as I retrieved my bags and plated up my now heavily leaking lunchbag. After lunch I went to work until        5.00 pm.  When I can back at 9.00 pm there were 182 new pieces of mail. 12.12 am and I was just finishing for the night.

Hava Nagila

Hava Nagila.                                                                           Wednesday. I had gone to bed late yet determined to read a couple of chapters so it was about 1.00 am when the light went out. I woke at 3.59 am on my clock but it rolled over to 4.00 am as I was halfway up, so I’m not really sure what time I got up. 3.59.5 maybe? Heck, what’s a second between friends. After breakfast I brought my coffee back to my desk and started work. It was coming in slowly at that point but had gathered 77 so far so I had to catch up a bit. By 8.45 am things were looking pretty good so I edged my way to the lounge and opened Joey’s door.I did his seed and water and decided I might be better dressed at this time. I left my socks off as I do every freedom day when I’m determined not to leave the house. I did a couple more emails that had come in then went back to the lounge to watch HUtH. It must have been 10.30 am because I’d seen the second property but not the third and then I was gone snooze mode…………right till 11.40 am. I only managed a quick twenty minutes at work then thought I’d better consider lunch. It had actually been quite a miserable morning, some rain and clouds making things look darker and ominous. For a change I thought I’d have some cheering soup, thick pea and ham. It was delicious with some bread and butter to dip. But the further down the bowl I got, the hotter I got as the sun started streaming through my lounge window. It looked like the promised Spring warmth had arrived. Glorious. I returned to work enlivened and was doing really well at catching up. At 3.00 pm so close to the end I took a break to watch TV but right towards the end of the programme about 3.45 pm I was hit by the sleep bug and I woke again at 4.45 pm and was shocked to find Dil sitting there smiling. I knew there was a reason I usually kept the door locked. If he’s been forced to ring the bell he’s never have know I was asleep. I apologised but he brushed it off which made me feel even more guilty. Already the gamesmanship had started. When we actually started playing I tried to check the dice and the deck to see if he’d been fiddling. But it seems obvious to me that he must have since I lost 2-1 yet again. This week it was the Nomination Whist I won at. I’m being slaughtered like a rabbit in the headlights. At 9.05 pm he went home with a spring in his step leaving me behind simmering slowly. I cam back to work. 11.35 pm and I’m all but finished.

Thursday. Despite reading till 12.30 am I still didn’t get any further than 2.06 am in the sleep stakes. It wasn’t a problem then of course as I could start the mail and hopefully have the numbers down before breakfast. It worked out that way too, I was left with about 20 when I went to eat. These were the ones that required responses other than grunts. I ate breakfast after my meds but only so that I could take more meds for something else. I’m a car wreck. I brought my coffee back with me and started in on the rest of the mail plus the little extra that crept in while I was away. I managed to finish that batch by 4.30 am. I went through to Mike’s bedroom to search for the gift I’d shown him on Sunday then promptly lost. The replacement had come yesterday though not exactly the same in case the first one turns up. I picked up the envelope and showed him the contents before putting the envelope back where I got it from. Grilling him about it by text I found he agreed with the way things had happened and exactly where I’d put the envelope. It’s not there, it’s vanished, it’s made itself scarce. There is no sign of either envelope or contents anywhere I’ve looked. I can’t bother him again in case the stewardess gets annoyed as he flew off for Canadia at about 3.00 am this morning. While I was in there I thought it prudent to wrap a few gifts as it’s Joanne’s birthday on Sunday and John’s on Tuesday. I’ve got a month before Karen’s thank heavens and I must shop for Lee’s too. At 6.00 am I’d had enough and returned to the mail.                                          At 9.00 am I stuck a little sign on the door to say I was at the shops and would be about 5 minutes, that was just in case they came to repair the front door while I was out. Pauline had my cigs and somehow a Twix magicked it’s way into my hand, but still no good news on her lottery terminal. So as soon as I left Pauline’s I crossed the road and did my lottery at the ‘One Stop’. All fixed up I went home but no-one had called. I wasn’t in long before the postman came with a letter from the doctor’s requesting blood tests for my diabetes. Why the heck couldn’t they have arranged to have enough blood pulled last week to cover this as well. And then they want to see me in the surgery in two weeks for  review. I hate that. Sitting in the waiting room with all those strangers and this time having to go and meet another stranger. Why don’t they leave me alone. I know where they are if I need them. I wrapped another present then watched my HUtH until 11.00 am then I worked on mail again until lunchtime. Bing beef dinner today. It was quite pleasant and certainly quick. I watched Bargain Hunt then washed up. I put the kettle on for Sharon though she always says it doesn’t suit me. Replacing it I went to change my bed and Sharon arrived. I asked her to wash my hair for me once she’d had a cuppa tea and she agreed. I just finished the bed change when she shouted she was ready. I got down on my knees, a position I’ve found myself in so often before with a woman. This one was at least kind enough to drown me in warm water. Hair washed I returned to my mail and Sharon to her cleaning. When it was time for her to go at 3.00 pm I gave her a box of chocolates with her pay. I had another 15 minutes of mail then left for the lounge.               My chair looked so inviting that I edged nonchalantly over and sat down. Within a short space of time I’d nodded off, shock, horror. It was almost 5.15 pm before I came too which was nicely timed for PYMWYMI. I entertained myself by eating during the evening then returned to work at 9.00 pm. A 12.10 am finish tonight.

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Friday. I turned my light off at 12.45 am this morning but was dragged back to reality at 2.29 am. Not having had any contact with Somnos himself I’m beginning to doubt Monday’s meeting with Porcinus and consider it a dream, a bad dream. After all, I did meet my half of the bargain and get Somnos some new followers but he appears to have let himself down regarding a working blog to touch base with them all. I can’t do his blog as well as my own, heck half the time I can’t even manage my own. If he’s you’re reading this Somnos, get yourself a paid manager a high priest or something and leave me alone. I went through at 2.50 am and took my meds so the medicine trays were now empty. Time to fill them for another week and prepare a list of things I need next week for the Friday refills. Lucky me that after losing my repeat prescription form last week they printed me a copy of their own list of my drugs to tick boxes. I worked till 9.40 then took a present wrapping break. I’m up to date with John’s until the rest of his stuff arrives bit even though it ‘s early, I want to get Karen’s wrapped and I can concentrate on getting Lee’s bought.                                                                                                                                  There was a thud on the doormat as two more of John’s gifts arrived. It’s funny, they were due Monday or Tuesday next week but what was due today didn’t arrive. Then very strangely I got a text from John to say they’re coming on Monday as his plans for next week have changed. I got wrapping again quickly. I must have drifted through to the lounge as that’s where I woke up at 11.45 am. I had to apply my mind to some lunch but decided as I won’t be here on Monday for my chips and curry sauce I might as well have them today. That’s those gone now. After lunch and Bargain Hunt I went back to work and my oh my hadn’t it mounted up. My bad. I was occupied and out of trouble until about 4.20 pm when I went to see my antiques show, it started at half past but somehow nap time descended upon me again and I didn’t come round until 5.40 pm having then missed most of my second antiques shows. I had a bag of cheese and onion crisps to compensate me.                                                                                                                                 My return to work was at 9.00 pm as usual and I was hard at it until 11.25 pm I’ll be going for my long nap soon I hope.

Two young men who live locally to me whom I got to know before this. They’re taking on the world. Richard and Adam, both really nice lads and full of talent. You’ll find them on Youtube or can get their CD’s from Amazon.

Saturday morning was a 2.37 am wake. At least I hadn’t read very long last night and must have surrendered to sleep soon after 12.15 am when my light went out. I managed to do a couple of messages before it was time for filling my face. It was only toast again but today I didn’t let it go cold. Oh no you di’nt. I’m afraid so, I ate it warm though there was still plenty of butter on it.                                                                                                            I found out last night that Yvonne is poorly with some kind of virus so I may not see her today at the lunchtime meal for my niece’s birthday. She’s been threatening me all week with a shopping expedition after lunch with Mike being away. I can’t tell you how many horrors that holds so I intend to slip out into Holywell this morning and get my basics then perhaps this afternoon we can just spend a couple of minutes buying the heavy stuff like my Pepsi Max though I could buy a bottle a day locally till I have what I need. I know it will be dearer but I’m prepared for that. With luck I’ll be out about 7.30 am for my bus and back at 8.30 am before the world has finished it’s breakfast. I’m not at all good with crowds especially without a bodyguard between me and them. Of course my bodyguard is now living it up in Canada without a care in the world ( he hasn’t been to Vegas yet). I was back home at 8.20 am thanks to a very pretty taxi driver. Once I’d put the shopping away I returned to ‘catch up time’. I was under no pressure as my lift wasn’t coming until about 12.30 pm. They arrived at 12.45 pm leaving us 15 mins for a half hour journey. I threw my stuff in the car saying a quick prayer that none of the presents got broken. We didn’t do too badly but the girls were waiting for us outside as we arrived. We went in and got our table and had the usual spats about who was paying for the meals once we’d chosen. Karen and Jo were adamant they would pay for their own, I must have offended them. Yvonne was just as adamant but I have longer arms than her and friends behind the bar who’d just received this weeks sweetie ration. Yvonne chose a carvery like me so we had to wait a while to give them chance to cook and deliver the other choices. We all had a nice time and Reuben and Amelie had fun in the play area in the glorious sunshine.                                                                                                                           After lunch we said goodbye to the girls and piled Jo’s gifts into the boot of their car ready for her birthday tomorrow. Then before taking me home Yvonne and Ugo took me to a local supermarket to collect the heavy stuff I couldn’t manage in the morning (Pepsi) and Yvonne did a little shopping alongside me. When they dropped me at home I put my stuff away then immediately started on the mail. I worked till 6.00 pm then decided to treat myself to some Big Bang Theory. I saw one and a half episodes then nodded off before I could turn over at 8.00 pm. Instead I woke at 8.50 pm to the latter half of an episode and called it a night. I took my meds and came through. 11.44 pm and I’m almost through for the night.

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Sunday lights out 12.30 am up again 2.32 am along with the bladderspeak message ‘Move it’. So I did. I bladderspoke a sigh of relief in turn. I came back and turned the system on and did mail until it was time for breakfast. When I took my coffee back after breakfast I had a wonderful surprise. My book which was translated for the Chinese Market has gone on sale in a leading Taiwan publisher’s. Below is the link if anyone wants to take a look.                                                                                            http://www.pubu.com.tw/ebook/121818                                                                                           I think this is an ebook for now but who knows, maybe when it goes to the Mainland it will be the paperback. For me this is very exciting and I own massive thanks to Ethan Lo who took the time and trouble to translate but also understand what he was translating by getting the idiom right. I worked on mail right up to lunch time. Well OK, if you’re going to be so pedantic, I might possibly have nipped into Ebay a couple of times or three but not for long. After lunch I nodded off in my chair (Sunday afternoons were made for this) and dreamed about the trifle in the fridge for teatime. I can hear you saying “What a gannet ” even now. I woke just before 3.00 pm and came back for a catch up. I noticed the sun was shining down like yesterday but when I checked it was raining and the sun was reflecting from the wet ground. Still it’s much nicer than expected. I had a couple of hours on the post again then went through to indulge myself on trifle. Half tonight, half tomorrow. I’d love to know who decides they’ll serve four people. I watched Lewis which was the follow on to Morse. A good story as always. Tonight I came through at 8.00 pm to be sure of getting the mail finished. I seem to have done OK.

Have a wonderful new week. Smile and Hug where you can, you never know when someone needs one. Hope for peace in the world, a day without killing, a day without dying. Work for tolerance and a lack of hate. Work towards less weapon for those who have no tolerance and who love to hate, the world belongs to you not them.                   Huge Hugs

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dracula’s thirst.

Some of you will (and some won’t) that it was my turn this weekend to be suspended by WordPress for some kind of spam violation. First noticed Saturday night I sent an email which I followed up on Sunday requiring a reason for the suspension as they don’t notify you what they’ve done or why. Monday I got my answer and a reason….the spam, but also an apology and confirmation my blog had been reinstated. I was advised to clear my cache which I did.My Buthidars blog had also been suspended. When I checked the Buthidars had been cleared but no change on my main site Barsetshirediaries. I had to go out on Monday morning at 7.30 am to catch a bus to town so I could get some bloods done at the hospital.I was in town by 7.45 am and took a slow walk to the hospital. Next time I’ll walk slower as I still got there a few minutes before they opened the doors. As my appt. wasn’t until 8.25 am I thought I’d hover around the reception for a few minutes looking at books for sale. I soon gave up and went to the waiting room. Old Dracula must have been thirsty that morning as I was called before I had chance to sit down. I was out of the hospital with my free cotton wool ball for being brave before I was even due. I stopped at a supermarket for some bananas and picked up some good summer clothes for the grandies. I was even home for HUtH.

mischief doubled

On Tuesday it was the same thing. The Buthidars was clear but Barsetshirediaries was still showing as suspended. I was forced to send another email. I had a bus to catch this morning at 7.10 am but I was in plenty of time for it as I’d been up since before 2.00am. I was carrying my little bag of goodies which included a box of Cadbury’s Easter Nest chocolate cakes with eggs, the clothes I’d bought Monday and the special de-frizz solution we’d searched for at the weekend for Amelie as well as a toothbrush each that has a flashing light that tells you when to stop brushing. Yvonne and the kids weren’t at the bus stop so I headed for the coffee shop in our usual supermarket. I texted to check they were on their way and found they were waiting for me at the bus stop. Oops. I got a lovely greeting from the kids. We had drinks then headed off to the shops. I managed to buy a great jumper for a birthday this month. We went to W.H.Smith’s a newsagent and stationery shop who deal in lots of things but have a great clearance section. I had a £20 voucher to spend. I never found it so hard to spend money. I got three books by established authors that were well over £20 on their own. I got drawing things and peel off stickers in Themed tins for the kids. In all I bought 11 items and the only thing I had to pay for was a carrier bag. Towards the end of the morning there was a tantrum and some crying but don’t worry, I was OK before I caught the bus. At the other end the chippie was open so I picked up my lunch and went home. There was a parcel waiting for me with two more birthday gifts I can now cross off. In the afternoon my friend from the chemist delivered my new meds.

Wednesday started with a shock. I’m not sure what it was, but it woke me up or I might be lying there still. Horror of Horrors it was almost 7.00 am. That’s twice in the last four days now. I took my meds. breakfasted and carried my coffee back to work. I had to go some to try and catch up this morning as I had to be out about 9.00 am. It was actually very close to the time when I did get out and what I wanted to do was reach the chemist’s to say my repeat prescription for next time was not in my bag yesterday. They had a good look around but it’s likely they’ve put it inside someone else’s bag by mistake. Never mind, the printed me off a copy which I can use. I came back to work again and though I missed a few minutes of my HUtH I did receive another birthday gift in the post. Just one outstanding now. I had an easy lunch today and sat watching Bargain Hunt while I ate. I’d just finished washing up afterwards when the doorbell rang and it was a delivery of that last item which wasn’t down for delivery until the end of next week. Just as well I was in today.                                                                                                                                          Having got up so late you’d think I wouldn’t need a kip but we’d both be wrong. At 1.00 pm after my lunch I just conked out in the chair. It was only for a few minutes over an hour but I was struck with guilt as I went back to my desk. I put in two hours there then came to prepare a mug for Dil. He was just arriving as I put in in the machine. We started the evening with pleasant chit-chat as we never know how bad the insults will get later. I lost 2-1 again this week so the insults got pretty bad. At 9.00 pm I threw him out. I even let him pick up his car keys, I don’t know why, a soft heart I suppose. He left and I went back to work. 11.30 finish.

doing the splits

Thursday. Up at 2.06 am which is really what I asked for but I could quite happily have gone back to sleep. I worked till 3.00 am then went to take my meds and have breakfast. Boring old toast as usual with about an inch of butter on. Salted too. Bliss. At 3.25 am I came back to finish off the first burst of post and at 4.20 am I was clear so went to sit in the lounge for a while to see if I could encourage a nod off. I could, right up to 6.05 am. I went back to work until 9.00 am then walked round to Pauline’s for my lottery. Nope, her terminal is still not up and running. And, she didn’t have a full quota of my cigs. So, as soon as I came out of there I had to cross the road to the competition. I got what I needed and came home again. Some more mail while eating the chocolate bar that had dropped into my hand miraculously and as I caught up I was still able to catch the last half of HUtH. I gave another three quarters of an hour to my mail then at 11.45 am went to start on my lunch.                                                                                                                                          No after lunch nap today as Sharon came to clean. We didn’t speak much but it seems she was OK. She left at 3.00 pm and I expected Mike at 4.30 pm (ish). It was nearer 5.00 pm when he arrived, he’s getting very lackadaisical just because this is his last weekend before he goes on holiday for 6 weeks. Poor Canada. We watched Big Bang Theory and also Sheldon before I came back through to work at 9.00 pm. Mike stayed in the lounge for an hour then went to watch TV from his bed but I know his light went off early for a change. It was gone midnight before I was finished work tonight.

Friday. 2.39 am up again after a 12.30 am dousing of the light. Perfect time to renew all my drugs for the next week as long as I remove the ones already in there for this morning, which I put to one side. Once I’d finished up filling Morning and Night time  drugs trays I put my drugs drawer back and proceeded to take this morning’s batch. Then I put two slices of bread in the toaster and enjoyed my breakfast interspersed with my diabetic meds. Time to take my coffee back to my desk and start work. I worked until 8.30 am when Mike was surprised that instead of his alarm going off his phone rang. It was the Crown Prosecution Service ringing to get his to complete a questionnaire on how he thinks his accident case was handled. I bet she didn’t expect such an earful as she got since he’s always maintained he came out of it worse off financially and healthwise with his whiplash.When he finished and got dressed we emptied my pit where the gas meter lives. We managed it by 10.00 pm so were able to watch HUtH. At 11.00 am he left me to it and disappeared. Unlike usual I couldn’t attack my emails as I had no access to my computer, the bedroom now being full of all the things stored in the pit including my freezer. My book was on my bed at the far side of the heap so I carried on with TV for a while until it was time to start peeling sweet potatoes ready for lunch. I had my lunch then cleared away and washed up. Just before 1.00 pm a knock at the door and the Gas Man Cometh.                                                                                                                                        He worked hard and finished about 3.30 pm and showed e how the smart meter worked and what information I could get from the little box, if I wanted to use it at all. The information will still be transmitted to them as to what gas and electricity I’m using whether I use the box or not. Once he’d gone I virtually threw the things back into the pit so I could access my desk and I attacked my emails. I stopped at 5.315 pm in preparation of Mike arriving home. He was later than expected because he neglected to let me know he’d stopped on his  journey for a meal.                                                                                            I had a welcome shower this evening and then at 9.00 pm came back to work. 12.15 am tonight.

swinging princess

Saturday. Light off at 12.45 am after just two chapters. Up again at 2.23 am Looks like the two days of sleeping late this week were just a blip. I had half an hour with my mail before going to take my meds and get my breakfast. Then with coffee in hand it was back to work until I got a minor break at 5.18 am. There was a temptation to go to sleep then but not a lot of point as I’d be getting Mike up at 6.00 am, or more accurately, when I could get him to move. I’ve a feeling I’ll still be shouting “Your coffee’s on the table” even when he’s in Canada. I bet he doesn’t come back to drink it though, he’ll just let it go to waste. He made a move quite quickly today and we left the house before 7.00 am. We made it round the supermarket in record time and arrived at the tills before they were manned. All we kept hearing from passing staff was “You’re early this week”.It’s like we’re predictable. We did self serve and didn’t even get a discount for cash. Next stop was the second Supermarket for his breakfast. I had a toasted teacake as the teasted toecakes were off the menu today. (The staff are getting cheeky here). Flint next and a wander round a couple of shops before going to Temptations for a coffee. Once Cassanova had chatted up his legion of fans we were going to pick up some frozen food but he detoured us via an ex catalogue shop first where he got some birthday presents. We got the food and came home so I could put the freezer stuff away before going for lunch. I had a lovely BLT today while Mike went for a beef sandwich with onions and mustard. I have no idea why we both went for less than a meal though I didn’t feel I’d missed out. We headed home where I worked on my mail and Mike watch football. I went through at 5.00 pm and fell asleep until 7.00 pm. Back here at 9.00 pm for the next session of catching up. 11.50 pm before I finished.

Sunday. It was around 1.00 am -ish before my light went off and I settled to sleep. I don’t think it took me long to drop off either. I woke at 2.40 am and made a trip to the loo then sat at my chair to turn the instrument of torture on. I knew I’d be off for breakfast in a minute so I wasn’t going to start work, just get myself ready. The next thing I know I’m waking up, still sitting at my desk, it’s 7.24 am and I obviously haven’t been for breakfast and made a coffee. Before I go I check my outgoing post box just to be sure I’ve sent no gibberish letters out. Phew, I haven’t. I see to breakfast and make my coffee to bring back. I had to start on the mail but was only able to work until 9.00 am as Mike had set his alarm in case we were car booting. The ground was wet and the forecast not great so booting would have to wait until Mike returns from his holiday.                                               I made his coffee just before the alarm was due and put our Sunday political programme on. It didn’t take him long to come through. He enjoyed his coffee and went to make another just before 10.00 am, and asked me if we were going to take stuff to the loft before we went out. I said OK so for the next forty five minutes we piled all the old games I don’t play anymore from behind my chair and took them to the loft. There were other things to go too including a set of drawers I used for greeting cards and giftwrap. Mike suggested a place in his bedroom for those and I must admit it worked. At least I can keep everything related to cards and wrap in a handy place. Somehow in the movement I managed to ‘lose’ a gift I got for John’s birthday this month. Once we’d cleaned up from that we got ourselves ready and went out. We were in Prestatyn by 11.40 am and in the Cookhouse five minutes later, claiming our table. Lunch was delightful when they opened for meals at noon. We’re such fixtures the staff make a point of coming over to say hello and I appreciate that.                                                        After lunch we went to find a 50th birthday card for one of my nieces then had a wander to see if I could find some extra gifts for her. Eventually we came home where I managed a little kip and so did somebody else. But about 3.30 pm he had to set off home. I told him to drive carefully and to have a nice holiday then restarted work on thee mail. I kept it up until 6.45 pm then I watched an old Sandra Bullock film until 9.00 pm when it was time to make a final effort to catch up. 11.30 pm and I managed it.

plus two

I wish you all a great new week and hope there are plenty of opportunities to spread your smiles and hugs around. Lets start making the World a better place.

 

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Oh Baby Baby it’s a White World.

Monday, Easter Monday and I get up at 3.45 am and pout the washing on while I take my drugs and have breakfast. I checked out of the window as Mike had sent me a text the night before to say snow was on the way here. There was no sign  of it out there this morning. I put the drying cycle on and set it to cotton. Thinking about it now, that may have been just a little too hot. At 7.00 am I went to check if it was over. It was, so I took everything out and put it on the airer. This time when I glance out of the window the world is white again despite the fact the ground was wet earlier.By 11.00 am the snow had all but disappeared again beneath a steady flow of rain. I noticed the rain as Ugo, Yvonne and the kids came to pick me up. Yvonne and I were going to have a little mooch while the kids went to a Jungle Gym and then we’d meet up for lunch and I could give them their prezzies. Our mooch went well and we both managed to get some things we wanted. We arranged to meet Ugo and the Kids at 1.30 pm at a Pizza chain. I was disappointed to see they didn’t run the buffet I’ve had before because it’s a holiday so I had to order a whole pizza. It was Hawaiian and quite nice but I was stuffed. I had a laugh watching Roobs find a way to eat his spaghetti Bolognese.  After lunch I gave the kids their Easter Eggs plus some Spiderman sunglasses for Reuben as he’s crazy about sunglasses and for Amelie some My Little Pony slippers or Poneee as she says. They also gave me a small Easter egg and a selection of my favourite sweets so guess whose blood sugar went up tonight.                                                                                                                        When they dropped me a home later I had 120+ messages to catch up on. I took a break at 6.00 pm when I was almost done and watched a documentary (some of) and kipped (lots of). When I woke it was a totally different programme and it was 9.15 pm. I took my meds, banged Joey up and came through to another 120+ emails. It’s 12.15 am tonight and I’ve just about finished.

spaghetti master

Tuesday. A little less than two hours sleep last night. It was no problem getting up at 2.57 am but by the time 6.00 am rolled round I was beginning to feel it. I headed for my armchair and gabbed almost an hour and a half. Then it was back to work time. I sent Yvonne a text to see if she’d book me some blood tests later on but I think she mustn’t have looked at her phone before lunch time. I worked to 10.20 am to clear everything then dashed through to catch the rest of Homes Under the Hammer. Three quite different ones today, the renovation of a small terraced house to be let out. The renovation and extension of an existing detached house to make a home for the buyer and the building of two houses from scratch on a building plot for sale. All done to very good standards, well, the extension of the detached house was a superb piece of work with no corners cut. The value was almost £200,000 more than the cost of buying and doing the work.                                                                                                                              After my programme I came back to work for an hour before lunch. I was just taking the packet through to the kitchen to heat when I saw the window cleaner in Mike’s bedroom. I hoped this month that I might have finished lunch before he rang the doorbell so I wouldn’t have curry sauce though my moustache when I answered the door. It makes it look like I’m colouring the hair. Actually I was lucky, I not only got to eat my lunch but I got to wash my face too. That’s the trouble with curry sauce. you have to wash once a week even if you don’t need it. Once I’d paid up I came back to my chair for half an hour to finish Bargain Hunt then went back to work until 4.15 pm. I tidied up, ha ha, then went to catch Flog It and PYMWYMI (see blog cast list ) before having a sandwich that I offered to share with Joey but he ignored me as usual. At 9.00 pm I came back t work and found a message from Yvonne, the blood people hadn’t answered their phone all day so no appointment yet. She’ll try again tomorrow. I finished work by 11.30 pm tonight so I’m celebrating with an extra chapter.

Wednesday. Up at 2.01 am. An ideal opportunity to start my mail before breakfast which I did . I made good headway too. Breakfast at 3.00 am was nice though hardly unusual, I have thought about learning to juggle to enliven things but it would either have to be my tablets or risk being down a couple of mugs every day. I’ve given up on the idea of entertainment specials since I know there’s only me to entertain and I don’t relish the thought of going to buy more mugs. Back at work after breakfast with my coffee to energise me with the boost to my caffeine levels, I realised on one coffee a day I don’t have any caffeine levels to boost. But I am energised nonetheless. At 4.10 am there was a haitus so I decided to try getting my head down for  while. I nodded off back on the bed and woke up full of energy, it was 4.22 am. Funny how little does it sometimes. I got my clothes for the day ready, had a wash and got myself dressed. Then I just sat back down and worked as things came in.                                                                                                           At 9.15 am I went to Pauline’s for bread and cigs. Her lottery terminal is still not working but I hope they come during the day ready for me tomorrow. I feel like a traitor going over the road for my tickets. When I got back Yvonne sent me a message to say I have an appointment next Monday to have my bloods done. I was hoping for Friday so Mike would take me. At lunchtime I went to the chippie for my usual sausage meal for which as always they undercharged me so the change just goes in their charity jar. They’re a lovely couple. I slept from 1.00 pm to 2.40 pm which was welcome after my lunch then back to work until 4.05 pm. My timing was pretty good as Dil arrived at 4.15 pm and I was ready with his cuppa. We had our antique programmes first. I wish we’d stayed on them too since he ended up winning 2-1 much to the delight of the budgie and a certain woman who had taped crossed fingers on both hands so that I think one cancelled out the other. Dil left at 9.00 pm triumph written across the grin on his face. I can’t bring myself to say his name. I came back to play catch up until 12.02 am. I’m still going to read,

exhibit

Thursday. I was so close to the end of my book last night I decided not to stop reading till I got there.I must have read till almost 1.00 am. It’s the 5th Allan Mallinson book I’ve read in a row and the only one that left me vaguely disappointed. I’ll still have to get some more. I was up again at 2.51 am, nice timing for emptying my bladder before breakfast. I had my inhalers then put two (cut down) pieces of bread in the toaster and finally had my tablets while the bread was toasting. When I took it out again I left it to cool on a plate while I had a cigarette. That done the toast was cool enough to butter and enjoy. I had my 4 diabetic meds while I ate. Plate in the sink it was time to make my coffee to bring back to work. At some point (or pause in the work) I got dressed, my Batman outfit today as I don’t need superpowers when it’s nice, just a bit of Val Kilmer’s charm.                 Oh, time to wake up again, I’ve been dozing. I’m dressed quite normally and as it’s gone 9.00 am, it’s time to go to Pauline’s. I remembered my TV mag today and lucky for me  there were still cigarettes in the shop. Her Lotto terminal has still not been fixed so when I leave the shop I go straight over the road to the One-Stop and get my tickets there. It’s getting on for 1.00 am when I get back home so I prepare myself for Homes Under the Hammer. I know I saw most of it as I was looking round the third house. I saw the bids at auction but then the next think I know I’m waking up at 12.05 pm. Damn, I slam a beef dinner in the microwave, prepare my tray then sit and indulge myself.                               At 1.00 pm I return to work but in just a few mins the door opens and it’s Katharine Hepburn come to ask me for ‘sex’ again, No dammit wake up, it’s Sharon come to clean the house again. We have a brief chat about the state of the world and why it should be so.  I don’t thing she knows of my BDoW yet so I don’t enlighten her, especially as I let her smell two different room sprays other than the one she uses. One is vanilla, but before I can say so she tells me how vanilla does something to her head. “Is that good or bad”, I ask,”Bad” she tells me. Oh, well that was chocolate mousse and the other one was Freesia, no vanilla round here I say. Damn, that could have lessened my chances of her opening the door and asking for sex if I’ve sent her head bad.  She finished her work was paid and left. went to watch Escape to the Country only to find it half over and abroad. I saw some beautiful parts of Apulia in Italy. I saw half an hour of it then returned to work. Once I got up to date I relaxed and waited for Michael to arrive which was 5.30 pm tonight. I made him his drink while I tried to watch PYMWYMI which was half over.          I did Mike some Strawberries and cream then we caught up on our individual weeks. At 9.00 pm I came through to work as usual and finished at 11.40 pm. I’ll start a new book tonight. Oh, and it’s been a glorious day, I’ve got spring fever.

Friday. Lights out at 12.30 am last night and then up again at 4.10 am. Allowing for time to settle that’s still about three and  half hours sleep. Miraculous.After giving my bladder it’s first treat of the day (and the best) I went through to the kitchen to take my meds. Instead of following up with my breakfast as is usual I had to refill my meds trays for another week. Once done and a new prescription request prepared I could have breakfast. By the time I’d done and made my coffee to take back to my room it was almost 5 o’clock. Then into battle with  my post. Funnily enough I felt more tired this morning than usual. Just before 9.00 am I prepared Mike’s mug in case that was the time he was getting up but I heard no alarm as I made my way back to the bedroom. I must have sat down again and gone mid post. Next thing I know it’s 9.35 am and I can hear Mike. I go through and he says “Oh you’re awake” and I’m not even sure if sarcasm is intended. Since he’s passing me a cigarette at the time, I’m not checking too closely. He disappeared as usual at 11.00 am and left me to it. Lucky he hadn’t asked just what ‘it’ was going to  be today because I had absolutely no idea myself. I did some mail up until lunchtime then peeled some sweet potatoes and put them on. I decided to use up the rest of the corned beef as I’ll buy fresh tomorrow morning and have some petit pois as well. It was an enjoyable meal. I concentrated on mail in the afternoon too but I allowed myself a little nod first from 1.00 pm to 2.10 pm, luvvly jubbly. I had a text from Mike to say he was on his way, that was about 3.30 pm I think. I went through to watch Flog It at 4.30 pm and sometime during that I went again only to wake at 5.45 pm and find he was home.                                                                                                                                                        He hadn’t eaten while he was out so I made him something to eat while we watched Warehouse 13. Then I had a shower and came back to the latter half of Star Gate all the while waiting for 8.00 pm and a treat for Mike, an Australian light drama he likes about a woman who solves crimes. I’m pretty sure it’s not the drama he want as much as the woman who in all fairness is very pretty. Just before I disappeared to work at 9.00 pm Mike asked if I’d rub some gel in his bad shoulder before I went to bed. No prob, I replied. At about 11.15 pm I went along to his room. He was in bed seemingly enjoying a chat show. I waited politely for a gap in the conversation and listened to it myself. Mike moved to make himself comfortable and must have glimpsed me. He rose a foot off the bed and had a rapid conversation with himself that seemed to involved an old UK measurement called a firkin. When he was back on the bed I asked “You ready”?            “For my coffin you mean” he replied. I didn’t understand the reference so I just opened the gel. Five minutes later my hands were washed and I was here ready to finish this. It’s now 11.45 pm.

The Grandies

                                                     Trouble and Double Trouble.

Saturday. So I read until almost 1.00 am which then translated into getting up at 3.45 am so my get-up time is varying at the moment and crucially going over the 2 hour bar. What I need is an earlier sleep without losing the late wake-up time. The obvious problem to getting my wish granted is the diminishing time to answer mail.                        So anyhoo, I had my meds and my breakfast and took a coffee back to my room to start work. It was just gone four o’clock. I worked until 5.50 am then went to prepare Mike’s mug and put the kettle on. While waiting for the kettle to boil I went round collecting any paper to go in the recycling bag. It’s full this week from all the cardboard boxes I hoard I  look after. It’s been time to start clearing out the ‘Pit’ this week ready for the Smart Meter coming next Friday. No more will I have to scrabble on the floor after emptying the room of all contents just to read a meter. They will be able to get a continuous reading via my broadband. Yay. It’s been ridiculous this last few years. I’ve applied for the Smart Meter based on my age and the inaccessibility of the meter so they put me on the list as a priority but when I checked online, they’ve removed my priority status based on the fact the meter is inaccessible to their engineers. I just set Yvonne on them and wait for them to change their mind. They did, hence next Friday’s appointment. I would have settled for just having the meter moved but luckily that’s an option they didn’t choose.                   I made Mike’s coffee and called him. I had to call twice as my dulcet times didn’t penetrate his depth of sleep first time. I took the paper out with my waste food bin and then came back in to wait. Mike eventually made it at 6.20 am.

By 7.00 am we were on our way arriving before half past at our first Supermarket. We had a good trot about getting the food I wanted. We picked up a couple of humorous birthday cards for the month too. By 8.30 am we were on our way in all the rain to the second supermarket and breakfast. For me a teasted toecake but for Mike a sausage and egg bap. Oh how he enjoyed that the swine, pleasure as well as egg all over his face. I didn’t need much shopping from there so by 10.30 am we were on our way again. Flint this time. A couple of shops there then to  the opticians for my glasses. These things are usually straightforward so I told Mike to get his haircut over the road while they were empty. I got the glasses though I wasn’t too pleased with them, but one young girl had done what she could to correct things. I left and joined Mike to find him having his cut done by a lady so of course there was a twinkle in his eye and a chat up line on his lips. She made a grand job of it. We went for coffee in a place we’ve often seen and wondered about and loved it, From there we headed for lunch at the Bells ( my fault I’m afraid). The food was OK but rather cool. We keep remembering that’s why we stop coming here. Back home, some work and a little kip or two needed. I spent from 6.00 pm to 9.00 pm with Mike and then returned to work. It was while I was doing the blog post that I found it would not save. I copied it to elsewhere and then closed the site and went to reopen it to try again. That’s where I found my blog has been suspended No explanation, no email at all from them. Then I found it’s both my blogs. I sent an email asking for clarification Midnight bed tonight.

All Night Long – Lionel Ritchie

Sunday. I’d only read until 12.30 am last night which could hardly account for my waking up at 7.31 am this morning.I’ve not had my breakfast this late since I was a child. I really had to move. It was nice outside but no point in thinking about a car boot since I wanted to go on the search for something Yvonne wanted. At 7.55 am I went to start work. No response from WordPress about my suspension. It’s an abominable way to treat someone. No chance of Innocent until proven Guilty with them.. I concentrated on my mail but at 9.00 am I went to see to Mike’s coffee and turned the politics programme on to make sure he moved, We need ti be out by 10.00 am. We were- just. We had a ride over to the coastal town of Rhyl where we took to the shops. In the first one w e managed to find the very last one of what Yvonne wanted. As that didn’t satisfy we moved the car to a new location and found more and again we emptied the shop. They won’t be replaced unfortunately which is why I stripped them bare. We had time to find Mike a pair of swimming trunks ready for his holiday in less than two weeks. 6 weeks in Canada can’t be bad. I shall think I’ve gone deaf. He grabbed some heel grips as well as he seems to have bought a few pairs recently. He’s a very awkward size at 6/39 instead of 6/40 which most UK shoes are.

We left Rhyl and headed to Prestatyn for lunch. It was nice to have the beef melting in my mouth but one of these days I’m going to try something different off the menu. After lunch we nipped into a couple of shops looking for a particular type of bag he wants but had no luck. We headed home and a well deserved nap. Mike left about 4.00 pm and after taking cakes next door to Bert I concentrated on my mail. Still no response from WordPress even though I pointed out tonight is the day I publish. At 6.45 pm I went to watch a film I thought I hadn’t seen. I was wrong but it was still a good way to pass a couple of hours. Mike let me know he’d got back safely and then that’s he’d just ordered another pair of shoes. There won’t be enough heel grips in the World soon.

I had my meds then came through at 9.00 pm. Finished at 11.25 pm tonight.

farewell

I’m sorry for the delay but my blog was suspended for what were given as reasons to do with spam. Getting it back hasn’t proved easy though the suspension was supposedly lifted Monday evening. I wish you a very Happy rest of the week with lots of Hugs shared.

 

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A Show of Hands.

Monday. Must have been 1.00 am before I got to sleep. The light had gone off 20 minutes earlier but my body was restless and my legs, especially me feet, were itching. I was up again at 2.26 am so had the opportunity for half an hour’s work before breakfast. I broke my fast with toast again with a layer of butter I knew was going to either stay in my moustache until I was hungry later, or it would stay until I ran a tissue over my mouth area to ensure it didn’t melt and drip over my shirt. I did the latter and saved the shirt. Just before taking my meds and eating I put the washing machine on go on a fastwash cycle. It took about 15 minutes which coincided with my breakfast being finished. That done I put it on the dryer mode and then completely forgot about it until 7.00 am at which time I took my mug to the kitchen for washing and saw the drying cycle had finished. I emptied the machine and put everything on an airer. I think I caught it before the wrinkles were set in.                                                                                                                   At 9.00 am I went out and took my repeat prescription request to the chemist. As it was before 10.00 am I stand a good chance of having the stuff delivered tomorrow afternoon. I was working away at my desk later on when there came a knock on the doorbell. It was one of the wardens come to change the emergency call system to respond to a new firm of carers. She was having some trouble so I took my seat again. There was another knock and I opened it to find another warden, my favourite in fact, come for the same purpose. I let her in and received a kiss. I was talking to her in the hallway where this process was going on when there was a knock at the door ( does no-one see the bell?) and yes, there stood another warden so I edged backwards to let her join the throng. Just then the original warden buzzed the system which was answered by the correct people now. I asked “Shall we have a show of hands for your colleague, and do the Mexican Wave.” By the time they left it was lunch time so I had my usual Monday treat while sitting with Bargain Hunt on the TV. I washed up after the programme finished and returned for work. I kept going until 3.10 pm when I went to see Escape to the Country, or at least the outline through my closed eyes.                                                                                                         I was out until 4.45 pm by which time an antique show was on so I couldn’t move. I didn’t move again until 9.00 pm and almost had hysterics when I saw the post at that time, 139, ouch. It’s been a rush but 11.42 pm and I’m ready for bed.

2 years ago

                                                 From this to being The Boss.

I turned my light off about 12.30 am last night and woke at 2.28 am this morning. I was able to do a little work before my breakfast at 3.00 am. Part of my routine is to fill my mug with milk, use it to take my usual meds then take my diabetic meds as I eat my breakfast, At that point there should be about the right amount of milk for my coffee and I just add two sugar substitutes and I’m done. I’m not sure what happened this morning. I filled the mug and I used it to take my usual meds. That must have taken it close to half way.But then fir some reason I put the mug in the Tassimo and pressed play. Agggh, there’s not enough room to take all the coffee so I had to ram Mike’s mug under as soon as mine was full. I had to eat my breakfast and take my diabetic tabs with the very cool coffee until there was space in the cup to transfer the coffee from Mike’s mug over. My morning drink was very cool. I returned to work after breakfast before getting ready to go out. The forecast is for light showers and it shows them ending about 10.00 am so I was debating what to wear. I settled on a jacket again instead of a leather coat.                At 6.00 am I thought I’d have a shave. I got a new razor out of the packet, put some hot  water in the sink, covered my face on some gel and away I went. My lower lip and down to my chin first where I felt nothing and yet a triple blade safety razor that follows the contour of your face, cut me. I attached a piece of toilet paper to the spot and carried on. Perhaps I’d learned from the first one but there were no further instances. I dressed carefully so as not to disturb the paper on my chin then applied after shave and did a little dance, oh, oh, oh.                                                                                                                         I left the house at 6.55 am this week and was at the bus stop in time for the bus to arrive on time this week. Because it was on time rather than early I was a little damp when it got there. The driver kindly mentioned the tissue still stuck to my chin so I removed it as soon as I was sitting. I dozed a little to make the journey seem quicker and so arrived in no time at all. I had about two minutes when I got off the bus to Yvonne and the kids appearing. Amelie picked up her little feet and bowled towards me shouting ‘Pops’ and I had my heart in my mouth in case she fell. My legs got a big hug. Reuben was shaken after a fall and didn’t run but I got my hello when they reached me. I went off to relieve myself and arrange to meet up in the Supermarket cafe.                                                          We had a great morning mooching together and for once I bought nothing at all except some sweets for the chippie on my way home. Trouble was, when I  got home I knew my bladder was talking to me urgently and I had to walk past the chippie waving and come home. I decided to do some micro-chips and had them with some corned beef slices. I daren’t have chips again tomorrow now. After lunch I concentrated on catch up of this morning’s mail until about 4.30 pm. When I cam back at 9.00 pm it was horrific and I had to start again. Currently 12.12 now and not quite done.

Wednesday. I read until almost 1.00 am so I didn’t finish mid-chapter. After my sleep last evening I thought that would be OK. It was. I slept until 3.07 am this morning. I felt fine but wasn’t quite feeling myself, that was OK as they say it affects the eyesight and I’ve only just had my eyes tested. Sitting on the edge of the bed for a minute I came to realise who I was and what my position in the household is. Somewhere ranked just below the budgie I think. I had my meds and my breakfast then brought a coffee back to my desk, being an Indian giver I drank it myself. The desk forgave me. There was plenty of work to go at and it was 7.45 am before I could get dressed. No socks today as the intention is not to go out. I worked hard all morning to keep the mail down but people will keep writing things, I know they’re all authors but that’s no excuse. Lunch time I had a beef dinner which was quite nice and left me with just cutlery to wash which was good. I watched Bargain Hunt in full (shock, horror) then instead of going to sleep I went straight back to work for a while. At 2.00 pm I thought I’d risk it so went to my lounge chair, feet up, eyes closed and I was gone. 3 20 pm I woke and mush as I wanted to see Escape to the Country I went in chains to  the bedroom instead. I worked until 4.30 pm and then went and put Flog It on TV and prepare Dil’s mug, he arrived just as I was ready so I made his cuppa and we sat down. I asked how his week’s going as he’s off. It’s going fine. This wasn’t my week and I lost 2 games to 1. I know a friend of mine had her fingers crossed for me but uncrossed them to type. How selfish can someone be. This is all her fault and I bear Dil no grudges. Oddly enough her name rhymes with his so she probably favoured him all the time. I came to work at 9.15 pm after he’d gone and I’m just finishing up at 11.55 pm.

Ami hug

                                        This Week- hasn’t she grown’

Thursday. Lights out just before 1.00 am as I needed a couple of chapters last night. I settled into sleep well once the light was off. Up again at 2.57 am, no problems. I had my meds and then breakfast with the ‘tweenie’ meds that I take with food twice a day. Then it was time for my once a day coffee (Unless I’m out). Everybody tells me I get enough caffeine from my Pepsi Max (to sink a battleship). Subtlety isn’t their strong point. At  3.30 am I started work. There wasn’t as much mail as usual but it still took me until     5.05 am to finish the first batch. I went out at 9.00 am to Pauline’s for my lottery and cigarettes. This week the lottery machine isn’t working but  at least she  had my cigs in. I took a walk over the road to the One Stop and fortunately their machine was working. Maybe the change will alter my luck. Back at home I worked on mail till 10.00 am then went to watch Homes Under the Hammer.I was cross that I got close to the end but then nodded off and I didn’t wake until 11.40 am. I put my new blue winklepickers (with bonus studs on the side) on and went to the chippie where I got, surprise, surprise, A sausage dinner. I ate it watching Bargain Hunt. I ignored the temptation to have a little after lunch nap and went straight to work. Sharon and her daughter arrived and started tackling the lounge. I stayed exactly where I was, out of the way. But she’ll have gone by 3.00 pm so I can see Escape to the Country covering North Wales. Mike will probably arrive while that’s on so I must get his mug ready.                                                                    Mike arrived before either of the antique shows were on so we were able to catch up on all our news.I was also able to ascertain if he was here for his usual weekend despite me saying he should go straight home after visiting his father tomorrow. I wasn’t going to shop on Saturday but it seems I still am. It’s just as well he won’t see much of me tomorrow though as I don’t know how I’ll be. As usual I stayed with company until 9.00 pm  then retired to play catch up. I think I shall be able to get to my bed before midnight before the terrible curse takes effect and the hideous change occurs. I really must stop wearing those Minion leisure pants.

Friday March 30th 2018. You’ll have to forgive me if today isn’t a normal day. But today is the 5th anniversary of the death of my wife. A day when I recall the joy she brought me and celebrate her life. The life that left such a hole in Yvonne’s life and mine with her passing. She was just 56 years of age, no age at all in the scheme of things.

Ju stars

Ju’s favourite group (maybe not her favourite track though). She liked music across a lot of genres including classical but she always returned to her ZZ Top. She was the kindest person you could ever want to meet and she loved animals of all shapes and sizes. They never let you down she said, but people did. She knew people may take advantage of her but it never stopped her being there in times of need.

together

Ju also liked some modern music and in the weeks before her death she was very taken with a group called Fun and a record called We are Young, it was different. But the one I found most different and which like Fun was played at her funeral was by the Lumineers.

I’ve had a nice day with my memories though I still miss her. Thanks for sharing with me and I hope Ju’s music entertained you.

Saturday. Lights out at midnight and back on again at 2.07 am which is the time I got up yesterday too. It’s just that the lights went out a bit later on Thursday night/Friday morning.  Since I’d finished early yesterday and managed to do my reading at a more reasonable time, I was gobsmacked to find so little mail this morning, Perhaps I should feel disheartened that so many people disregarded my blogpost from the Buthidars, my alternate blogging site, but to be honest it doesn’t worry me, When I become Benevolent Dictator of the World, they’ll pay. Talking of BDoW I’ve now appointed a campaign manager to help move things along a bit.I’m in two minds whether to appoint a Lord High Executioner or whether to just imprison malefactors. Life sentences are to mean life all over the World. I might just start arranging the ‘Friendship Conferences’ too where the leaders of Hamas, and of the West Bank Palestinians plus a host of other Arab nations get to shake hands with the Prime Minister of Israel. Where the leaders of Turkey and Libya get to greet the Kurds as brothers before they all stand down as being unnecessary positions under my benevolent rule. It’s also the time that the Amnesty for handing in weapons is over. There will be major problems if you’re found in possession of a weapon after this.                                                                                                                           After having my morning meds (even dictators are human)and having my breakfast I took my coffee back to my desk. By 4.47 am there was a temporary lull in proceedings when I caught up. I got dressed, took my mug to the kitchen and prepared Mike’s mug for when his alarm went off. Ha, for a minute there I almost said for when Mike gets up. Despite the obvious reluctance Mike did get up and we did get to leave at our usual      7.00 am. We sailed round the first Supermarket, a result of their flood and the yacht we happened to be towing. We were out inside an hour. The second place where we go so Mike can have a breakfast laid the temptation of bacon and fried bread on me (alongside egg, sausages and tomato), yes I know I had breakfast a bit earlier but this was like a bonus. I picked up the few item I still needed from this one which really only left frozen food on my list. We rode into Flint  hoping perhaps that my glasses would be in but not to be. We had a look for a couple of things Mike needed, I got a jumper with a gift token I still had then we went for coffee in Temptations. We followed that up with a quick waltz round the frozen food store, I didn’t score well there. We shot off home so I could put the frozen food away and while Mike emptied the rest of the bags I was getting a lovely hug from Margaret, my neighbour from opposite. That was really nice.Eventually we disentangled and I went to listen to Mike moan about how he does all the work. I complained that since Id given the post-man sweets for his family the other day, I was surprised he didn’t bring any post today. He could have brought someone else’s. I was told to stop moaning and to get in the car so we could go for lunch. I had a baked potato with beans today and a little side salad.                                                                                            We came home. I worked until my eyes were dropping then went for a kip in the lounge. I came back to work at 9.00 pm as usual. 11.50 pm finish.

waiting

Sunday. I was enjoying my book so much it was almost 1.00 am before I put it down and turned the light off. I don’t think sleep was long in coming. I didn’t rise until 3.50 am but come on, its Easter and I deserved a treat. I had my meds, ate my breakfast and brought a coffee back to work. By 7.45 am I was all but done. Really it didn’t matter how many I had left as the ‘Nap’ was not to be kept waiting. Zonk, I was gone. I didn’t open my eyes again until almost 9.00 am when I could see 27 waiting but I decided to take my mug to the kitchen. In the lounge I  found Michael up and (almost) awake drinking a coffee he’d made himself. I wasn’t aware he could find his way to the kitchen. Our usual political show wasn’t on so I sat there snoring for a couple of minutes until Mike discovered a full day’s worth of Homes Under the Hammer. I revived again and watched.                                At 11.00 am we got dressed and headed off to Prestatyn for lunch. We were both very surprised to find the town had taken a decision to close down for Easter including some leading shops and Supermarkets. Just pubs and eating establishments were open. We were worried about finding a seat when we saw crowds outside our place but luckily the inside was quite quiet. We were able to have a little word with Charlie as she served us and as I handed their sweets ant the tip over. Mike and I headed for the table and she followed closely behind with his coffee. Lunch was a delight as usual and the place was filling up so once we’d finished we headed outside and made our way back to the car. As there was something Mike specifically wanted from the shops we decided to try both Holywell and then Flint but the story was the same in both places, the shops were closed.                                                                                                                                                  We came home and Mike suggested we start moving things to the loft to make more room behind my chair in the lounge. I made lots of grunting noises feigning agreement but sat down, turned the TV on and went to sleep. When I cam too eventually Mike said it was time to start his journey home while there was still daylight, cheeky beggar. It was only mid-afternoon. I got him on his way and settled to some work. About 6.00 pm I stopped and went through for a break and a sandwich, only coming back to work at 9.00 pm. Big catch up time then which took till 11.15 pm.

Have a wonderful new week. Keep the Hugs going round, eventually people will understand you care and have no hidden agenda.

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S’cuse Me, I have a Ladder in my Lights.

From bed at almost 1.00 am last night I slept until 2.20 am then got up as I decided my bladder needed emptying. That done, I wondered if I might not snuggle down and go back to sleep. Forlorn hope. Actually A forlorn hope is a band of soldiers or other combatants chosen to take the leading role in a military operation, such as an assault on a defended position, where the risk of casualties is high. So maybe I’m best not being compared to that for my loss of a little sleep.                                                                                  As the day has started proper it shows all the signs of being  a real Spring Day. The sun is really shining though not giving out heat yet as it’s still very cold. Official Spring tomorrow and they predict rain. That could mess up my day.                                                    I worked until caught up just before 10.00 am then took a break for an hour returning to my desk at 11.00 am I worked until  11.50 am when the doorbell rang. It was my neighbour Bert come to see how I am to day. I’d only had a moment at his door when I took him some cakes round yesterday as he had visitors. He nattered about this and that and I have to really concentrate as he has no teeth and is a little difficult to understand. He’s a very nice man though and invariably returns my bags and bins after they’ve been emptied on a Saturday. He stayed jut over an hour so I missed my Bargain Hunt today and also my lunch while I watched it. I soon corrected that with a chips and curry sauce. After lunch I had a kip for an hour and a half before returning to work. I knocked off at 5.15 pm. Joey and I had a bonding session, Well I did anyway. I gave up at 9.00 pm and came back to work. 11.50 sees me caught up. Oh yes, today I saw the cover for the Chinese version of my book. I’m pleased.

mother and daughter

                                                             A Bit Picasso.

Lights off at 12.25 am then up again at 2.21 am seemed a little ungenerous this morning but I can cope. There’s always the bus to catch up on. The forecast has changed to bright spells so I don’t expect to be rained on. I think there will still be a chill wind too lazy to go round me. One of the benefits is that I freeze to deaf. The earwax goes solid and prevents any sound getting through, it’s wonderful. Even if it’s not true you can pretend it is and ignore any instructions from your daughters about not giving more chocolate to your grandkids or buying her a jumper. I’m not sure in life just where it happens but children suddenly become the responsible ones who feel they’re responsible for you too like you’ve suddenly passed a certain point and started down the path to senility. I swear Yvonne considers me her third child when we’re out.                                                                  I set off for the bus at my usual time of 7.00 am and was three quarters of the way up the hill when the bus passed me. It stopped to let someone off but then shot away despite me being close. It was barely gone 5 past the hour and it wasn’t even due for 5 more minutes. I was a little cross as I went home and sent Yvonne a text to let her know I’d be late. I waited ten minutes at home in the warm then headed out again. There was another bus beggaring off into the distance, not one of my usual ones but I could have caught it if I’d stayed in the cold. Still, I’d gone out to catch the next one anyway, and that’s what I did after a fifteen minute wait. By the time I reached Chester my bladder was doing the Hallelujah Chorus and I had to do a very fast crutch run to the Supermarket we were meeting. I didn’t get to smoke much on the way. When I arrived I thrust my bag of gifts at her. turned and ran for the loo, gasping and holding my breath when I got there. As I came out I was blue and my heart was keeping time to Ode to Joy. We had a great morning together and I even got away with buying her a treat…..I snatched it out of her hands and ran to the till. Soon enough it was time for the bus. I’d bought sweets for the Chippie to save time when I got home but delays on the bus meant when I got there my bladder was just doing the traditional clearing of the lungs before breaking into song. I had to wave at the chippie as I went past. After visiting the loo at home I had to have a bing meal and settled on a beef dinner.                                                 Michael returned tonight as he has an appointment with his father at hospital tomorrow. He’s going to be staying a few days this week. I’ve been hard at work catching up with mail and notifications tonight. 11.58 pm the end.

3.10 am this morning sounds good until I admit I didn’t turn my light out until 12.50 am since after finishing work I was feeling bolshie enough to still want to read, so I did. I think I paid the price this morning as when I went to do some toast the bread wouldn’t stay depressed ( a good psychiatrist maybe?). Then the kettle wouldn’t boil, the washing machine was out of commission and as I walked towards the hallway I saw the runway lights were out. Oh No. 3.30 am and the ladders are out. I’m in my nightwear (Welsh Dragon leisure pants and bright red Bazinga teeshirt ) moving the wheelie bin off the front step and setting up the ladders. I climb up, torch at the ready and see one of the switches has tripped in the mains box. I flicked it back on, descended the ladder, closed it up, replaced the wheelie bin and came back indoors. Ladders away, went to grab my control box for electrics in the lounge and turned the runway lights back on. After washing my hands I put the toast on, and this time it stayed on and waited for my breakfast.                                                                                                                                            For some reason a lot of mail this morning, especially things like Groupon and Wowcher having sales. Normally that word attracts me like no other but thanks to Ebay recently I’m all shopped out. Mike got up at 7.30 am, or at least his first alarm went off then. I called that his coffee was on the table in the lounge and then continued back to work. I did hear him get up about 15 minutes later but I left him to it as I was in the middle of a long missive.  I was just coming to an end when he appeared in my room dressed and ready to go. I hadn’t heard a thing from him. Away he went.                                                      At lunchtime I went for my sausage and chips which I enjoyed and then I allowed myself time to do a bit f work before having a kip. I got an hour and twenty minutes then Mike arrived home again. At 3.15 pm we put a made for TV film on to keep us going, I took half an hour to play catch-up before Dil arrived, then Dil arrived. At 6.00 pm we started playing but with three of us it took so much longer and it was almost 9.00 pm before we finished the Yahtzee. I had won 5 games, Dil had won 4 and Mike languished behind on 3. Dil left for home and I left for work leaving Mike to watch a film.                                    It’s gone midnight before finishing but I’m still going to have a read. 12.16 am.

selection

Lights out was 1.00 am time up 3.23 am. I had breakfast took my meds and came back ready to work. I’d only just signed in when I heard a ‘good morning’ that almost scared me to death. “You were asleep and snoring when I came through at 2.30 am” he said. Immediately on the defensive I responded “Just like you were when I came through to you at 3.25 am.”It appears he was feeling a little sick but no further than the back of his throat at that time. He made himself a coffee and took it back to bed where he started reading a book on his tablet. I started work and at 5.15 am when I was temporarily clear I headed for my chair in the lounge. it was glorious, I slept till 7.10 am. It was back to work then, I stayed until almost 9.30  am, Mike got up at 9.40 and suggested we watch HuTH  between 10.00-11.00 am and then go shopping, especially for lunch. So that’s what we did. We had to dash home for some lunch at 12.30 pm though as Sharon was due around 1.00 pm. We picked up hot meat baps to take home for lunch, hot beef and onions for me and hot pork with apple sauce for Mike. Sharon arrived while we were still eating and the News was on TV. One year since a Terrorist had driven his vehicle into pedestrians in London and then gone on to fatally stab a policeman on guard at The House. The terrorist was shot that day.                                                                                             I came back to work after lunch and after bantering with Sharon a bit Mike went to bed still not feeling very well. Sharon left at 3.00 pm and I sat down to watch Escape to the Country. I saw the first two houses that probably took us to 3.30 pm but then I was forced to check no-one had applied make up to my eyes as they were starting to flicker. Next thing I knew it was 5.00 pm and Mike was back up. I had no time for catch up before my PYMWYMI  was due on. Aw bother it, there was no point in going back until 9.00 pm. Mike went to bed at the same time and I stuck my head in at 10.45 pm and found him fast asleep so I turned the TV off and left him. Hopefully he won’t be wandering the house too early in the morning. I applied myself to catching up which took until 11.50 pm at which time I went to bed to read.

I put the light out at about 12.30 am but really struggled to sleep as my itching foot was now very much my stinging foot. Eventually I found a position on my left side which seemed to work and I went to sleep. I got up at 2.31 am not exactly full of the joys of Spring, but not too bad as far as concentration went. At 3.00 am I went through and took my tablets then filled up the containers with tablets for the week to come. Once that was done I was able to think of breakfast and I’m sure you won’t be surprised when I mention I had toast. I took a coffee with me after breakfast and started concentrating  on my mail. I beavered away at it until I was surprised by a voice saying “Hello” to me at 4,30 am. Michael drifted into my room wearing just his shreddies. He started asking what time it was and once 4.30 am penetrated his skull he turned round and went straight back to bed.                                                                                                                                             I slept in my chair from about 5.10 am to 7.15 am so my night wasn’t too bad. When I came back through there was a fair bit of catching up to do and it took me until 8.55 am. I hadn’t asked Mike if he had any appointments today and I thought he hadn’t done too badly for sleep so I made him a coffee and called him. He must have been on the point of waking as he responded straight away. He didn’t move straight away though, that took another ten minutes. I put the TV on for human company. He didn’t actually leave until 11.00 am then I went  to work for 45 minutes trying to work out direct debit figures for the rent from April. I managed a few messages before going to make lunch. Sausages, new potatoes and beans today. Mike got home about 5.30 pm and reminded me he’s leaving Sunday as an old girlfriend is coming to stay. I’m so glad I’m not his neighbour.

father and daughter

From a 12.30 am light off I was up again at 1.58 am. I was sitting there quite happily working at 2.45 am when my mobile decided to notify me of a text. Considering the notification is the opening bars of Elbow’s ‘A Day Like This’ I didn’t really want it waking Mike up so I grabbed it. A pile of books, letters, tubes of cream and a box of plasters (band aids) headed for the floor. The message was the first one of these I’ve received.        Funds have been allocated for your accident claim, £2223 has been awarded. Ring this number…… One of the newer cons which will either cost you a whopping great phone bill, say £500 or, if you ring the number may ask for bank details to post your award in. Whumf and your bank account is empty. Obviously they’re not targeting specific numbers or people or they wouldn’t be doing it at that time of the morning. I headed off and had my morning meds and my breakfast.                                                                               I was on my way back with a coffee when I stopped for a wee.(in the loo obviously) and I could hear Mike chunnering in his sleep.  As I finished what I was doing and prepared to leave the bathroom I heard “Should we ?????  or are we supposed to retire in boredom.” I’d so like to be able to record all his words one night. Refusing an opportunity to stay and eavesdrop, I returned to work. At 3.53 am following  a shuffling sound, the Night of the Living Dead arrived at my room. “Is it time to get up yet” it asked in response to my only slightly sarcastic Well, well,well, it happens again. “3.53 am” I replied. After a short delay to digest and regurgitate the information, I got “should I go back to bed then”?     “good idea, I said, good idea.” And that’s how to deal with zombies children, send them back to bed. We eventually met up again after 6.00 am when I told him his coffee was waiting. We were out of the house by 7.00 am, in the store by half past and out again by 8.30 am. Time for a sprint over to Flint by 8.50 am for an eye test. That went really well and for the second time I didn’t need a new prescription. What I did need though was a pair of glasses  so I had 2 pairs. I was a good student of maths in my day but I was utterly bamboozled by the different formulae floating round my head dependent upon which frames I wanted and which lens. Trying to pin the girl down was like trying to sit on a sunbeam. I had to keep asking questions and swerving her away from the dearer frames. In the end I got a frame that had been £69 and was now £45 and therefore free which I assumed took care of my NHS voucher, then I just said I’d have the basic £49 varifocal lenses. I expected to pay the £49 but no, she did a calculation and came back with £26.50 such magic. As she loaded it onto the computer I got my wallet out and she asked for £14.00. Wow ! In two weeks I should have them, they’ll probably be like bottle top lenses half an inch thick and I’ll have to tie then on my head but I” have won?                                We did a little shopping in Flint then went for lunch before coming home so I could work. I nodded off between 5.00 -6.30 pm then watched TV with Mike till 9.00 when it was catch up time again.

I’m getting very confused. Have I slept for two and a bit hours or for 3 and a bit hours considering that when I woke up at 3.07 am the clocks had moved forward an hour? It’s a strange feeling, walking from one room to another is like entering a different time zone when some clocks were adjusted last night and some saved for this morning. In which case Mike walked into my room at both 2.08 am and 3.08 am depending whether it was bedroom time or lounge time. It was almost stain on the carpet time when I turned round and there he was. I nearly jumped out of my wits. He’s like a little ninja chimp, standing there asking if he should go back to bed now. I agree it’s a great idea and off he trots.                                                                                                                                                           My room in case I’ve never admitted it is a trifle on the small side. In order for me to find a place for my desk yet still be able to sleep in here  was from an order of mathematics the world isn’t ready for yet. But, placed as it is if I ever had the curtains open, any light would shine on my screen. It’s therefore a dark little place where I try to keep the mushroom crop down. So it was fantastic when I went through to the lounge at about 8.30 am and saw what a beautiful day it looked. A genuine Spring day that puts a smile on the face. I upset the bird by leaning over the cage to get the big clock down and he was out of there like a shot flying round the room dive bombing my head, pretending to be scared. Mike came through and was given a new parting he probably didn’t want in his comb over. I changed the time and put the clock back but Joey dropped behind the TV and gave the odd ‘help me’ chirp of desperation. We didn’t fall for it and eventually he came out and flew to his cage.                                                                                                            We got dressed mid-morning after coffee had animated him and we left the house about 11.15 am to head for Prestatyn. I thought having the roof down might just have been a tad early in the season so he sulked the whole way. Lunch was lovely and my lime and lemonade never more welcome as the sun sent heat through the windows. Afterwards we went shopping for an A4 picture frame then headed for home. It didn’t take me long to nod off when we got back. I woke at about 4.00 pm and was in time to say goodbye to Mike before he left, roof of the car down. I delivered some cakes to my neighbour Bert then came inside to work. There was a lot of catching up to do. About 7.00 pm I went to the lounge and put the light on for Joey then watched a couple of episodes of the Restoration Man while he told me off. At 9.00 pm I gave up for the night and came through.                                                                                                                                                It’s been a weekend where the young of America have got together to remind us oldies that they will soon rule the roost and perhaps it would be better if we started paying attention to them instead of dismissing them as children. Maybe with their determination they will manage to get the changes they want. Perhaps not all at once but anything is a start. Congress could learn a painful lesson if they don’t heed these wishes but instead bow to the pressure of those organisations who pay for their elections. I wish the youngsters well and hope maybe this is a giant step towards peace and equality.

good looking boy

May you all have a wonderful new week and may the hugs be easy flowing between nations. I hope Spring drops in for all the Northern hemisphere friends as the snow disappears in time for the school’s Easter break.

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Eyes Wide Open.

Due to my only getting off the computer at midnight plus minutes, my last cigarette (or two) and my nightly chapter (or two) were delayed starting and I didn’t turn my light off until approaching 1.00 am. I woke at 2.46 am and felt a bit cheated. Not that I was still tired but that getting out of my nice warm bed was almost a task too far. I did get out though as my bladder suddenly dictated a change of pace. From the loo I went straight to the kitchen and put my washing machine on Fastwash cycle. Then I put some bread in the toaster  and proceeded to take my morning tablets. That gives enough time for the toast to pop up. I have a piece of toast then take two more tablets  then finish my toast and take the last two tablets. That’s a dozen tablets from start to finish. I now make my coffee, change the washing machine to the drying cycle and take my drink back to my room to start work. It’s now 3.30 am and I’m still bright eyed and bushy tailed.                  There’s a lot of mail because of last night’s post so I make a start. About 5.00 am I’m in the middle of an email to my Chinese friend and translator. I can’t afford any mistakes but I’m starting to feel tired. I don’t want to stop in the middle so I do the only think I can. I prop my eyelids open with a couple of matchstalks. Now if you look at me I either appear very startled or like a goat with the matchstick looking like the centre of the goat’s eye. I struggle on but eventually the tiredness overwhelms me and I go to sleep Eyes Wide Open with my face hovering just inches above the desk.                                                            Waking up suddenly at 6.11 am I find I’ve not quite completed my letter, at least not in any English terms I know I make my deletions and strive to finish so I can send it. The matchsticks in the meantime almost require major surgery to come out. I’m not sure if the wood has sent out roots or if they thought they were part of a new style piercing. I know it’s a couple of hours after they’re out before I can blink. The mail didn’t slow down all day and despite my staying in my seat most of the time it accumulated until I panicked. The last of my gloves was delivered today as was a book I ordered for the kids but I’m told it’s very dark but with good lessons so I may have to read it first. The mail kept coming all day which has kept me out of mischief, but it’d time for bed and a short read now as I’m going out tomorrow. G’Nite.

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Lights out by 12.30 am this morning. Back up at 2.10 am, At this rate I’ll soon be getting up before I’ve actually been to bed. I was able to work for a while before going through for breakfast and the morning fix. I had jam on one piece of my toast today for a change then brought my coffee back to my room. I’ve been having a conversation with a friend over coffee. At one time the most expensive in the world was Jamaican Blue Mountain and believe me it’s still one heck of a price. But, the big new thing is Vietnamese Civet Coffee where civets eat coffee beans and then must pass them out whole. Currently you can get a kilo of the stuff for $500. What really grips my imagination is how someone found that coffee beans which have passed through a civet should make a good drink. Gives a whole new meaning to the term shit coffee doesn’t it? Think I’ll go back to drinking tea. At 9.15 am I went out to the Post Office to send a book to China, the postage was more than the book, a real ouch. Then I went to Pauline’s where I managed to get a loaf with a good date, my TV mag for next week and some cigarettes to last me till Thursday. At 11.30 MuJo arrived for a visit and it’s been ages since I saw them. We went out for lunch and then for a coffee at Temptations in Flint afterwards. Time passed too quickly and before long it was time for them to head for home. After waving them off I started work until interrupted by my drug dealer ringing the bell. I gave her sweets to take back and share out. I returned to work until 5.30 pm then watched a new series of PYMWYMI (see cast list at front). I stayed nap free with Joey until 9.00 pm then came to start work again. 11.30 pm finish tonight.                                                                                      Remember the best gift is a Hug as One Size fits All.

Two O’clock and All’s well, almost, it was actually 2.06 am and all was well bar a headache which wasn’t there a minute ago. Turning on the computer was fine though the delay while an update was processed caused no hassle and when I tried to log into ebay to be told there was no internet didn’t cause more than a flicker of the eyebrows, I just turned on internet access and seconds later I was in. Being faced with just  28 pieces of mail wasn’t going to cause any stress. No. I think it must have been brain freeze from seeing Amelie’s picture after the ice cream. How can one little person make such a mess? Actually, that was a rhetorical question. I know (unless you’re Sheldon Cooper) messmaking is part of the genes until at least age 6. I think that’s when I stopped though I still occasionally wet the bed that year. Embarrassing that I couldn’t accept invitations to sleep over at my best (read Only) friend’s. Roll on 7th birthday when they get  tidy. (Ha). I took a couple of painkillers and a few minutes later at 3.00 am went to observe my morning ritual with food and drugs. I made myself a coffee to bring back and decided to do a weather check on the rest of the week as people say were down for heavy snowfalls. Well, not according to the BBC we’re not and I went a week ahead. Looks to be a bit of rain but this is the UK after all and a few pleasant days perhaps. I hope Spring has sprung as I prophesied to Yvonne recently. If I’d been wrong she might have made my life very painful, and she’s married so she knows all the ways.                                                The mail was up to date more or less by 7.00 am so I went to sit in my chair in the lounge and nodded off until just before 9.00 am. I don’t know whether Joey was objecting to my snoring but as I woke he was giving me a right bollocking with his head going ten to the dozen. I apologised and left the room hurriedly. I got washed and dressed then settle to play catch up again. At 10.10 am I was able to go and see homes under the hammer and I hadn’t missed much.  11.00 am and I worked again right up to lunch time at noon. I had a small beef joint and settled to watch Bargain Hunt. I washed up before they reached the auction stage so that when it was over I could just put my feet up and search the inside of my eyelids for tonight’s strategy. I managed to catch up before Dil arrived so was ready with a cup of tea as he was ready to sit. Once we’d seen our usual programmes out came the table and the games. Very early on I was hurt when he said he thought I was cheating, ah well, probably not as hurt as I would have been had he caught me. The insults flew thick and fast but I still won the Yahtzee 8-4. The Nomination started alright but went badly awry a few hands in. Towards the last quarter I started making a huge come back but I swear he was keeping the aces back. He beat me by just 3 points. That left the Cribbage and I had to contend with an early surge into the lead by him but two well played hands brought me back into contention and a third gave me a slight edge. I won ans was able to do my lap of victory round the room. He left. I locked the door, took my drugs and wished Joey goodnight thanking him for winking when Dil had a good hand. Turning the lights out I came through to work.

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From about 12.45 am to 2.42 am I was an also ran in the sleep Olympics. On previous showing I doubt I’ll ever be placed in the medals. If I could enter Mike under my name I’d be up there with the best. After breakfast and my morning fix I brought my coffee back to the office. I cleared the mail which was an important job, checked my pension had gone to the bank and then prepared myself for a terrible start to the day, changing inks in my printer. Last night I got the message that they all needed changing which is unusual, I knew in advance this would be awkward. At least I was ready with new cartridges. I turned the printer on and hoped something would appear on screen to tell me they needed changing. No such luck so I opened up the settings and brought up the printer. I checked everything 3 times and nowhere could I find anywhere to do it. I got some clipart and asked it to print hoping that would say I needed ink, it did but offered me the chance to go to Epson to buy some ink or mark that I’d already done so when it took me back to the start point. Such frustration for over half an hour until I finally stood up in defeat and noticed a message in the screen of the printer itself. All I had to do was press start and the box moved into position. I struggled to get the old ones out and even more to get the new ones in but it was done. I let them charge for a few minutes then cancelled the printing job and turned off. I wonder if I’ll remember how next time. After lunch I had to write a letter which gave me an excuse to check that the printer was OK again. I’m glad to say it was. I spent the afternoon trying to keep up to date while Sharon did her work. I wanted to be ready for Mike’s arrival and for my PYMWYMI at 5.15 pm.As it happened Mike came late as he’s been in Manchester all day even though he’s going there again tomorrow. He didn’t see the programme and came in with fish and chips as he was starving, How he can starve inside a month with that food storage thing bulging out beneath his chest, I don’t know. But then I couldn’t make that claim either. And it’s no use me saying I’m pregnant, for some reason that didn’t work either.              So, I had some company, watched some TV and at 9.00 pm was ready to come back to work.

12.30 am light off but what a improvement this morning, 3.42 am before I woke up again. I went through to take my current drugs then started to fill my trays again for the next week. That done, it was time to take my diabetic ones with my usual breakfast. As it got lighter I was able to make out a neighbour’s cat on the windowsill in the lounge and he seemed to be giving Joey ‘the eye’. Joey of course was not appreciative and was telling him off, or telling me what to do, I’m not sure. I went to work on the morning mail and was pretty clear by 7.30 am. I was going to go through to the lounge when I heard Mike get up shouting, as I went through to meet him he was hopping up and down asking me what I wanted, why had I called him. It took some tome to convince him I didn’t want him and hadn’t called him. I suggested he’d perhaps heard someone shout at the back of us though I knew well no-one had. It was all a dream he was having. Anyway, I was about to ask if he wanted a coffee but before I’d drawn breath he was back in bed snoring. So much for that and I wasn’t tired anymore. I returned to work then tried again at 8.30 am. I was a little more successful this time and I woke at 9.10 am when I heard Mike on the move again. I made him a coffee. We put the world to rights then watched Homes Under the Hammer. At 11.00 am he disappeared to Manchester with a slight detour to the Old Town Hall in Holywell with the letter I’d written yesterday.                 The weather was so atrocious I didn’t get out for my sausage and chips today so I had a bing beef dinner.                                                                                                                                 At 2.00 pm I had an appointment with a lady from the Office of National Statistics . She spent almost an hour asking me lifestyle choice questions until her computer decided to crash. I shall receive a voucher for £10 in a couple of weeks for taking part then I’m safe for two years. I returned to work then got a text from Mike to say his dad is ill and he’d be late back. I had a shower early evening then at 9.00 pm wished Joey goodnight and left him to snooze. Mike arrived back about 10.30 pm so poor Joey was woken up again as we chatted after I’d made his a coffee. 11.15 am and I cam back to battle.

Mummy I don't likr this drink

12.30 am light out. 2.20 am light on again and a start on my emails until grub-up time at 3.00am. Toast and tablets for breakfast today with two sprays one of which is the strangest little thing with clear capsules taken just once a day. The other spray  is different too in that it charges up just by opening the mouthpiece. Once you’ve breathed in the contents it can be put away till next time.                                                                            Following breakfast I emptied a couple of small bins ready to take the bags out for collection later. Then it was back to work where I read an interesting article about blood groups. RH Positive groups are descended from Rhesus monkeys (? I question that one as we still have rhesus monkeys and surely they would have all evolved at the same time). Those people who are RH negative ie were not descended from the rhesus monkey may either have evolved from aliens or from the survivors of Atlantis since nothing can be found on Earth for them to have evolved from.It appears I’m one of only 9% to have B Rhesus positive blood but it’s not enough to have got me gills and flippers like the Atlanteans. It’s not fair.                                                                                                                        One of my messages this morning was from Mystic Mog to tell me I’m on the point of a big win again and a small amount of money will get the date. Since she’s not been right in the past the odds must be getting better that sometime she’ll be right. I’m still not going to pay her upfront as I’ll just be patient till it happens. If it does I’ll send her the price of a first class stamp for her message. Well, I believe in sharing.                                    At  6.00 am I heard Mike’s alarm go off so I went to make his coffee. I placed it on his table and went through to tell him. It’s honestly worse than trying to wake the dead. I get an ‘Oh yeah’ response which is automatically programmed to his brain but absolutely no movement. Nor was there any movement when the alarm went off next ten minutes later.But eventually even the dead rise as so it looked if you’d walked into my lounge, eyes a little averted for respectability’s sake as he’s very loosely dressed.                             We eventually got out and did the shopping then headed for Flint to pick up odd things and go for a coffee. We took our time even though the day was freezing and still got home well before lunchtime to put the freezer food away. We ate at the Dragon’s Rest as usual then drove from there to Abakhan Craft Mill to meet my niece Karen who was in the area. Eventually we got home and I spent ages trying to bring my post under control. I had some time keeping Mike company before quitting at 9.00 pm to concentrate of finishing the post for the day.

I woke up to snow on the ground this morning. Damn the weather report I read for this morning that showed nothing. Yvonne will be after me for predicting Spring’s arrival now. My kneecaps could suffer. That was at 3.00 am and it was still snowing then. By the time 8.00 am came round the snow had stopped and there still wasn’t much on the ground but with the temperature at zero it was going nowhere. By 8.50 am my mail was clear and it wasn’t worth waiting for dribs and drabs to come in. I wandered through and let Joey out then turned the TV on for the political interviews and chat of the day. I saw a very nice Russian gentlemen denying any wrongdoing on British soil while making a great point of saying Britain has said his country has ‘Probably’ done it but not definitely. Since the man is considered a traitor to Russia it seems unlikely another suspect will come forward. What up set me about the whole thing is that they were happy for his young daughter to die also as well as a British policeman. Collateral damage I suppose and therefore acceptable? I certainly suppose it’s a good warning to any other possible traitors that they won’t be forgotten.                                                      After a while Mike got up and took over the watching while I took over the dozing. I was awake in time to get ready and dressed to go out for lunch. Lunch was wonderful as usual but hanging around in zero degrees when we came out was not. We made our way as rapidly as possible over the road to a warm shop entering by their rear door and made our way through to the front door which was considerable nearer the car. We drove home. About 2.30 pm I fell asleep. At some stage I woke and saw Mike was asleep so I descended again. When I woke at 4.30 pm he’d gone. I went to work. At 6.30 I took a break to watch a film and at 9.00 pm I turned off and came through for the night.

daddy's playtime

I wish you all a Happy Week and an improvement in the weather (unless you’re in the Southern Hemisphere where it should already be nice). Bear a thought for all women who don’t have the freedom of voice and action they want and deserve. Bear a thought for all those suffering the destruction of their homes and families in war and for those whose freedom is being whittled away day by day by dictators. Don’t forget that hugs can make the world a better place. Hugs to you all.

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