Wednesday, 28 May 2008

The sun goes down ...

Hello  - so, that's it - the relationship, the liaison, the sharing of thoughts for a single goal - it's all over. The meeting, at The Organisation, went extremely well - by that I mean the various speeches [pre - arranged] public speaking a bit like reading the lesson in church except I, ideally, need to be able to recall the various 'lessons' from memory.  I had previously been briefed that 'HQ' is happy for the 'lessons' to be read from a print out rather than fumble through the words adding delay, error, 'uuums', and 'errrs' to what was supposed to have been placed in memory. Apparently 'we' have been misinformed.  Luckily I had learned a fair chunk and this was presented, from memory, very well but the stuff read from a printout caused the guy from HQ, in his subsequent 'response' to make veiled but critical comment. Some clown knocked his drink over, on to my suit - I feel so wound up!! Anyway, in the grand scheme of things / key players I am a  'has been' now - the really sad event was that The Chair [Elect] on his being confirmed in his post never made the slightest remark about .... oh bugger it all, let's move on.  I promise never to mention The Organisation again - ever.

So what else to tell you?  Not much really, it's been a very long day 'rehearsing', The Elder has been at work and The Dog has been left on his own for part of the day.  #2 has been out so The Elder has made her own evening meal - and why not? Except, bleugh - she has 'cooked' burgers and consequently the whole house stinks.

Best I get myself away to my bed!

Hi to VofT, Mel, Chris and all others.  Hope your day, all of your day, part of your day e.g. morning has been a good one?

Tuesday, 27 May 2008

This time tomorrow ...

Good evening - the title says it all. Back to the title, this time tomorrow it, my role in The Organisation, will, finally be at an end.  This evening I visited a member, my proposer from quite a few years back, of The Organisation. I am able, honestly, to state that he has been like the older brother that I never had. He went through what I have to do, tomorrow, and has really put my mind at ease so much so that I am looking forward to the event.

Today ... at work - a long day, I could have only worked part of the day but chose to work the full day. Off tomorrow, in Thursday, off Friday and then all next week - yeah!  Other good news is that The Elder sent me a [text] message telling me that she had visited the local shop and purchased a laptop computer and ink cartridge for me [both items being in stock] and for which I owe her a large lump of money. Although I have checked that the printer is now up and running, I have resisted setting up the new PC as I need to concentrate on tomorrow afternoon / evening - fact is I have only recently [2130 BST] arrived back at CS.  The Elder made a meal - spag bol of which I have consumed far too much resulting in me sprawling on my bed unable to move.

So, until tomorrow - BFN.

Monday, 26 May 2008

Another Sunday ...

At this time I declare my respect to those former / serving members of the US Armed forces, on this special day, that have served and, especially, those that have suffered injury or fallen in the protection of their country. We will remember them.

Hello and welcome back to more of the same old rubbish - today has been like another version of Sunday - still, so far, we have managed to fumble our way through. Thanks to VofT for the very valid comment.

Today - the rain has poured all day, the wind has blown and, all in all, the weather has been horrible. Not so for others, however!  In other parts of the country the sun has been out, bare chests a' plenty (and that includes the men as well), hot weather and, at times like this, you wonder why you are sat at a keyboard churning out reports, composing rubbish for a blog and undertaking all the other less interesting aspects of daily living. The Elder has purchased a computer (laptop) - a seriously, sexy piece of kit (the laptop that is). I have to confess to being 'green eyed' (green eyes, two of them, anyway).  I rushed to the same shop and, inevitably, the goodies were sold out - bother. A member of The Organisation has 'phoned and asked I call round to his house tomorrow to practice my speech (for Wednesday) - there's no reason why I shouldn't go - so that's tomorrow evening sorted out. Yet another 'phone call, from (yet) another member of The Organisation wanting to know if I will be stopping for the buffet after the meeting.  I have indicated that I would not be dining and this was greeted in much the same way a spouse would react if their other half declared, without any prior warning, they were going to have a sex change. The news was badly received and I have been urged to attend after all. I have waited in, all day, for the 'phone company to contact me to sort out my new, messed up, 'phone - nothing heard.  I 'phoned again and was, immediately, sent an e-mail with a link to the software (to be downloaded and then installed) - all sorted out - SEH is a happy bunny again. (So much for service though.)

However, I purchased a new cartridge for my printer {only the black ink cartridge] and the thing still shows out of ink - looks like I have to renew the colour cartridge at the same time.  That's a serious [insert word of your own choice here]. Such is life.

After Wednesday (evening) I fear that the 'thrill', over the last year of being 'Chair', will result in a significant 'come down' - as long as I don't suffer withdrawal symptoms and, instead, receive, from you good people, the same level of support / encouragement / comfort / friendship / risque and other comments, 'rude' jokes and pictures then I guess I will, somehow, cope (the former all tongue in cheek - but what a great opportunity to 'advertise' a need / want!! Tee hee hee ....).

Roll on tomorrow - I was going to ask for the day off but will, instead, make it a half day [or maybe a full day]. If I finish at 1200 and return back here then, after something to eat, cup of tea (of course), it will be difficult to get started - much like a mower (steady on ... I feel risque comments look like being churned out...!].

More later - hope y'all enjoy the week.

Footnote -

Forgot to mention The Senior, with my nephew, visited the grave of my brother today. My brother died almost two years ago (birthday tomorrow). His 'family' (wife and grown up 'children') have simply abandoned him.  The grave doesn't have a stone, border, flowers or is, in any way, well maintained.  I guess I could visit but, and we all have our reasons, it's nearly 400 miles each way. The Senior is heartbroken - I have spoken to her tonight and she is struggling to keep it all together. Families eh?

On a more cheerful note I watched, again, 'The Sound of Music' - alright it's a bit too much feel good but it's clean, harmless and the music is nice.  There's one scene where Maria & Captain Von Trapp dance 'The Lendler' - it makes my hair stand on end - highly charged and sensuous - sheer romance - I guess, these days, it's history - but, phwoar - gives me the shivers ... Enjoy!

Electric chair and other issues ...

Good morning!  Another restless night but you get through it. Up and about since 0530 - it's going to be a long day!  Outside the wind is blowing and the rain is lashing down - pity those that were hoping to have a day out, with their family / loved ones maybe?, sadly today's not the day.

The programme for today? Well, the bad news is that I have a further two [bloody] reports to complete by the middle of June [actually one is early June and the other is near the end of June] and I should start to get my brain in gear on these. Switching to the good news, report #1 [i.e. the 'new' report #1 versus report #1 recently submitted, now come on, keep up with me!] is in two parts with a presentation forming part of the work.  The presentation was given a couple of weeks ago and I have received feedback from the person [female] in charge that I ' ... gave a very polished performance ...'  so that's nice [always a good compliment from the fairer sex!]. I fear my performance, next Wednesday at The Organisation, may not be so polished - in this situation it's quite in order to ask 'so what?' - what's the worst that could happen / others think? Truth is not much and, in any case, it's only a hobby - it doesn't feed me or provide accommodation etc. Anyhoo, like the wise one told the worrier, 'it will come and it will go'. Thus endeth the lesson.

It's presently 0905 BST [British Summer Time to those not in the know - being 1 hour plus from Greenwich Mean Time - so now you know] and all is quiet in the house.  The Elder has wobbled in to the bathroom from where could be heard various postural sounds that need not be discussed so early in the morning followed by her wobbling back to her bed.  #2 has her bedroom downstairs, was out last night and if and when she appears later today, will be best avoided. On the subject of beds - the all new folding, lifting, bending bed that The Elder recently purchased ($300) is in the room previously occupied by #3 - the bed is unused and, as with many of The Elder's acquisitions has proved redundant [I guess I must class myself as one of her acquisitions]. The latest proposed purchase is an electric chair [steady on...], one of those chairs that lifts, tilts allows you to lounge - you get the idea. The chair is second hand and is to be obtained from a neighbour of her friend. The friend [F] is, actually, a lovely woman and, with out being flippant / disrespectful, would do anything to help someone in need including, at some expense, travelling 200+ miles [each way] to collect #3 from university and bring her and most of her books etc back to CS.  I also helped out, at the same event, by filling my car up with loads of #3's possessions.  That event marked the first time [just about two years ago], that I spoke to #3.  I had attended, as described, her university - it being the first time I had seen her in three years. With lots of smiles I made to give her a hug and was stopped in my tracks - at least she spoke to me - 'keep away - I'm not comfortable with you being anywhere near me' - she'll make someone a good wife. Sorry, don't mean to sound bitter - truth is that her early experiences in life are likely to catch up with her in later life. I just hope that she doesn't suffer the depression etc that is waiting round the corner for her.

So, the plan today: practice my speech, wait for the 'phone company to contact me [I am not looking forward to this - the call will be from a call centre 'somewhere overseas'], set out the draft report #1, post off various cheques that I owe, write to the bank, check my suit still fits [for next Wednesday - it should, really, be 'black tie' but, sadly my little [steady], my little worn dinner suit appears to have shrunk and I refuse to get another one - that said they are so cheap - $90 US from Marks & Spencer], clothes to iron for work - I am going in tomorrow morning and will ask for the afternoon off, must get a new printer cartridge - what a busy day! Best make a start by getting washed and dressed - but first - a cup of tea.

More later.

Sunday, 25 May 2008

Wet and windy ...

Grateful thanks to VofT for your comment etc. [more later ...]. Another long Sunday - the good news is that we finished work early allowing me to rush back to concentrate on my speech etc for next Wednesday's meeting of The Organisation - except that I didn't, didn't what?, didn't concentrate on the speech etc but, instead [as you do], fell asleep only, what seemed to be just a few minutes later, to wake up when The Dog jumped on me.  The Elder had taken him out for the afternoon and he came back full of life. It could have been worse - The Elder could have jumped on me - ha ha ha ... he's a lad is our SEH.

Otherwise, this evening, I have 'messed up' my new broadband 'mobile' 'fone.  Messed up in that I have accidentally deleted all the installed software - the software is extra, provided by the 'phone company [not the 'phone maker] allowing users to access the Internet / their broadband account via the 'fone. It appears to be a common problem [itchy hands of interfering young & old codgers like me].  Hopefully the company will send me a file to re-install everything - if they don't I still have a week or so to cancel / close the account [14 day money back guarantee].

Last night the wind kept me awake. The 'wind' being, as if you need ask, outside [and not inside under my duvet ... thank you very much], blowing through the trees, howling, whistling and keeping me awake.  Inevitably I fell into a deep sleep at about 0500 only to get up, bleary eyed, at about 0615. Then it was off to work. It was quiet leading to a fair amount of tea being consumed - ah, this is what I call work but which, unfortunately, has sudden and potentially awkward repercussions later - never would call myself a 'drinker' unless you include tea - delicious!!

Day off tomorrow [and maybe Tuesday / Wednesday as well] in order I might make more of an effort with my speech - whatever my feelings about The Organisation it wouldn't be fair to not do my best for The Chair [Elect] - it's a special day for him and I must not allow my bitterness to spoil his day - what a soft touch eh? I guess that there are others, out there, that, also, do their best and, in the same way, get dumped upon [or something like that].

Anyhoo, enough negative waves - clean sheets on the bed! Clean PJs [maybe] and a day off tomorrow - what else could a man desire?

More later.

Saturday, 24 May 2008

Normal service has been resumed ...

Welcome back!

Dear me but it's a been a complicated week.  The reports, of which, I am sure, you will be weary of hearing about, have,finally, been completed and submitted. However, oh yes, however ... - the things had to be submitted by Friday [yesterday] PM - no problemo! (I thought, Thursday PM], except that at 0128, Friday morning, my printer decided, without warning, to declare itself void of the black liquid [ink to you and me].  The job stopped and I retired to my bed thoroughly disillusioned (to put it mildly). It all sorted itself out and the reports were, finally, handed over yesterday afternoon (on time).

Been a simple week at work, I am working tomorrow (Sunday), day off on Monday, in Tuesday, off Wednesday, in Thursday and off, finally, on Friday - then off all next week. Hurrah!  The bad news is that there is a cloud hanging over The Organisation's meeting on Wednesday when I 'hand over'.  If truth be told I am ill prepared and I am apprehensive, sort of, that what I have to do will all go wrong - like making love (so I am told), 'it will all be over in 5 minutes' - I do my 'thing', return to my (new) seat, smile through clenched teeth and depart at the earliest opportunity - when will I go again (after that)?  That's a good question.

The Elder has had the week off and, to my surprise, has, finally, sorted the many bags / black sacks that were resting in the outbuilding, originally from #3's bedroom.  There still is work required but progress is being made. I am struggling to continue with 'the job' after the end of July - watch this space.

Many thanks to Mel for your kind concerns and I hope everything is OK. Hello to VofT and thanks, to you, for mail etc and, finally, Hi to Chris and thanks for your advice - I wish I could follow it - there's no reason why I should not.

More tomorrow, I hope.

Friday, 23 May 2008

The mist ...

Back to normal tomorrow (Saturday) - it's been a week of many problems with the occasional smile. 

More later.

Monday, 19 May 2008

Sad ...

Apologies for posting this again - it's not me ... but it's not far off and it's just the way I feel at this time.

SnagIt Capture

I suppose I shouldn't be as sensitive, we all have our faults, but as The Elder's birthday approaches [tomorrow], I have learned that #2 is taking The Elder out for a meal.  Don't get me wrong I am not jealous, in any way, but the event just serves as a reminder that what once was is now well and truly over and, whatever else most people, surely, would feel sad at a time like this or when an major life event, following a divorce, occurs. Such is life - head down, bum up and shake off the dust - life goes on. 

The bloody report #2 has become messed up - mainly on the references - the Harvard system does my head in - it's one format for electronic journals, another for web pages, yet another for books and so it goes on.  I have printed #2 off and will take it in to work tomorrow - let's hope I get some free time.

More later.

Less than a week ...

Evening All and thanks to VofT for your comment and mail.

Back to 'work' then and I was early!  So early, in fact, that, when I arrived, there was no one else there - I must have improved my image because the staff, when they arrived, found the kettle boiling and cups ready - it makes such a difference to arrive at work or home, from work, and find these little efforts have been made. Which brings me to The Elder - silly bollocks that I am, as you know, when I am not at work The Elder arrives home to a cooked dinner - her routine is change her clothes and park up in front of the TV - not a bad life. Within minutes of arriving back at CS her dinner is served, plates taken away and the dishes washed - it's a grand life!  SEH arrives back at CS, this evening - The Elder is on leave for the week.  The smell of cooking! The microwave doing its thing, The Dog in the way, in the kitchen, as the magnificent meal is served - get a grip SEH.  On returning to CS I find The Elder waiting to ask me what I wanted for my dinner. No smell of cooking, no microwave, no pans simmering, no excited dog instead - zilch. Just over an hour ago dinner was served - chips [fries], scrambled eggs and baked beans. Cooking time? 20 minutes. As I just said it's a grand life! [for her].

Now setting to finalising report #2 - there is, at the most about 75 minutes of work and then I will be retiring to my bed - early start again tomorrow.  The good news is that my 'boss' has readily agreed, no 'conditions' about making up the time, to my slipping away next Wednesday for the induction training [in connection with the new job] and, also, no problems taking half a day off next week when I attend The Organisation. So that's good news.

Rest of the week? I want to finish report #2 tonight and tidy / finish report #1 tomorrow night.  That leaves me a week to prepare for the 'handover' at The Organisation, a week on Wednesday. That's the plan so the sooner I make a start the sooner it will be completed.

More later.

Sunday, 18 May 2008

Another busy Sunday ...

Hey! That's two Sundays in a row! So, Sunday is nearly over and what a busy day it has been.  Inevitably I have been a'tweakin' and a'choppin' & a'changin' my reports.  I am sick to death of the bloody things!  It has been a lovely day though I feel guilty for not getting out when I could / should have.  The Elder has returned. with #2, both grinning broadly [a rare sight!] and bearing bags of unknown produce - principally shoes [if you really want to know].  Hi to VofT - thanks for the comment - sadly, reflecting on your comment, life is full of regrets. I am sure that you are content with your lot [not your parking lot!]. Greetz to Mel - guess by now you will be on the mend, 'firm' as we say?!

Discussion with The Elder, this morning about The Dog.  She is so anxious that he should have every opportunity [the chemotherapy] that, she advised, she was prepared to make me an offer I couldn't refuse [Oh Jeez ... I thought ... surely she is not going to offer ... the mind boggles]. SEH, stop being a silly boy.  The Elder advised that she would pay for the re-roofing of the outbuilding if I agreed to Old faithfulThe Dog receiving chemo. So what would you do? What do you think I did?  Just pause there ... go on, have a guess.  OK I declined, graciously but accepted that one chemo dose [or whatever it's called] might do some good - of course one dose will be insufficient. Here's a picture of The Dog - isn't he just the smartest man?

All sorted out for tomorrow and aiming to arrive earlier than normal - I should start at 0830 but I get there at the last minute and I hate being late for anything. The big plan is that if I put in a number of extra 30 minutes the time will accrue - I mean 8 days will give me four hours credit.  I need four hours for next Wednesday though I might be allowed to 'slip out' and I need at least half of the day [PM] off on the 28th when I hand over to the Chair Elect [and bloody good luck to him].

OK I gave in - I contacted my ISP {British Telecom] and signed up for their 'broadband extra' - for an additional £5 per month [$10 US] they provide a mobile 'phone, 1free minutes, free texts etc. It looks like it is based on a Palm organiser - lots of sexy features including connecting, as another PC, to my wireless router at home, free unlimited access to external wifi hotspots, free 15 hours of web access when wifi hotspots are not available, sync with Outlook, bluetooth and all the other features that you would expect. The big 'need' is that I want to be able to access my e-mail without having to sit in front of the PC e.g. up in my room and the input of characters for the organizer, composing e-mail or 'surfing' is much easier than with my everyday mobile 'phone.  I might end up cancelling my existing mobile 'phone or, at least, downgrading because it's clear that I am not using the included / bundled minutes. We shall see.

Presently, on TV, Indiana Jones is saving the world [it's the last one he made - co-stars Sean Connery [who?!]] and this is followed by another of his films '7 days and 6 nights' or something like that. I am recording both of them - though if and when I get round to watch them - well, that's another matter.

That's about all for now. More of the same [rubbish] tomorrow. Thanks for your support, comments and companionship and I look forward to more of the same.

Finally, just jumped out of my skin, so to speak, I have configured my e-mail notification to sound a fog horn like sound [or something more distasteful] when mail arrives as it just has - I may have to change to a more conventional sound to avoid involuntary emissions thus competing with The Dog.

BFN

It's all in the mind ...

Sunday .... ah, I hate Sundays! Such a long day though I have just learned that The Elder and #2 are going to the shops, for the day, in about an hour. It's The Elder's birthday, in a couple of days, and I have learned that pensions, from her pre-marriage employment, begin paying at the age she will (should) reach. So, that's why she is reducing her working week i.e. going part time. In truth, with the company pension, she will be better off not working - you cannot blame her. There will come a time, however, when she will have to stand on her own two feet ...

I previously mentioned applying for a [nearby] job. Of course it will not happen - it's just the temptation / convince yourself that you are 'still up for it' whereas, as it's been so long since I was 'in the job' that I will perform badly at interview especially on technical / professional questions - that's life [can apply that to a variety of scenarios].  More importantly, albeit a different employer than my previous [pension paying] employer, I would forfeit part of pension that I am receiving each month.  If the job pays e.g. £25K and my previous employment grade was e.g £35K the difference being £10K, then I would forfeit any of my pension over the £10K. So, if my pension was £21K pa [it's not, btw], then I would forfeit £11K pension pa. Then there's travel expenses, probably have to get a new car, accommodation and suddenly you find that you are working when you don't need to. This only applies if I join the same sort of employer i.e. a state or government organisation using the same, national, pension scheme. Let's move on. I have deleted the map & arrivals things, previously on the right.

I suppose the 'big plan' is, within two years - at which time I will have ended 'the job', may have 'lost' The Dog, improved and sold CS then I might, with pockets full of cash, travel - how - remains to be seen.  I have this urge (rare these days!), to simply wander stopping wherever either with my tent or at hostels ... wishful thinking, maybe - let's see how the economy / value of property develops - we are in recession - been there before.  In the 1970's the interest rates, charged by mortgage lenders, was approx. 16% [I think it's about 7% now]. Let's ride out the storm for a while.

The big plan for today? Take The Dog out, go the shops, have a play with [steady!] my recently purchased, for the car, SatNav gizmo. Now that I have sorted out the USB sockets on my laptop I am tempted to obtain an IPod or similar - I must, whatever, get a new watering can - the weeds are growing - I have the necessary chemicals. several old watering cans all of which have lost the rose from the spout. Right, let's get the ironing done. What an exciting life!

Thanks to VofT for your comment / post - greatly appreciated - as ever.

More later.

Saturday, 17 May 2008

Well done Pompey ... and other trivia ...

So, well done Portsmouth for winning the FA Cup - ah, Portsmouth ... what memories.  It was just under two years ago that I departed a venue following a disagreement about drinks served with a meal.  The venue was some twenty or so miles from Portsmouth and I travelled by train.  I was on my home - Home, from Portsmouth via London and I had the railway ticket safe in my wallet.  It was late at night when I arrived at the [20 miles from Portsmouth] station.  A train pulled up and I boarded.  I didn't have a ticket or ready cash.  If you board a train without a ticket then, on the train, you have to pay (the guard) the maximum fare - no cheap day single / discount - nothing - simply a 'standard, adult fare' - not cheap [may be paid by credit card].  As I said, it was late at night and the train was the last one to Portsmouth.  The train was busy in that there were lots of young men that had obviously been on the beer and the atmosphere was loud and, some might say, uncomfortable.  The guard arrived to check my [non existent] ticket. I just told him there had been a problem, showed him the ticket Portsmouth - Home and he let me off - I guess it had been a long day and he wanted to get home.  What a star.

The train arrived at Portsmouth at approx. 2310. The first train to London was not until 0605 the next day. The station was locked up just before midnight and, even though I had a ticket to travel, I was not allowed to stay in any waiting room or whatever i.e. I was turned out on to the streets. Everything was shut - I needed to pee [not so much a problem for men, thankfully!] and I wandered around the streets, in the city centre, until morning.  The station opened at 0545 and I joined my train and returned home.  I was so tired I was apprehensive that I would fall asleep, miss my stop, start snoring or worse.  I managed to stay awake, staggered home where The Elder greeted me with 'it must have been your fault, you must have pissed somebody off'.  I went to bed swearing never to return to Portsmouth again.

Otherwise a good day - I have finished reports #1 & #2 - they just need to be printed and, maybe a bit of tweaking before I submit them [next Friday].  Lots of housework completed - all my washing, cleaned out the bathroom and tidied my bedroom - what a good boy. The Dog has been really good - asleep on my lap as I watched the football and consumed Carlsberg - one 250ml bottle - that's it. The only post was for a job, a la my previous occupation, I might apply for it.

Tomorrow? Best wait until ut arrives - cross that bridge at that time.  Final note - I see that Princess Ann's son, Peter Philips, has married.  How sad - his bride has given up her Catholic faith, converting to CofE, in order he may retain his position of being 11th in line to the throne [I mean - what are the chances of Prince's Charles, William, Harry, Prince's Andrew, Edward and whomever else departing to the great palace up above before Peter Philips - madness.

More later.

Rather be in bed ...

Hello and greetings - yes, for some of us, it's Saturday morning and the world? It's lashing down as I sit, huddled up in front of my PC, my cup of tea gone cold, the digestive biscuit long since consumed and The Dog, much better thank you, asleep on my bed. All is quiet. I would sooner be in my bed or doing something else [in or out of bed]. Still, life goes on and progress is continuing to be made.

Today? Busy day! Expect to have report #2 completed by lunchtime, football this afternoon, clothes to wash, bathroom. the one upstairs, to wash and vac [no one else will do it]. I have, previously 'left it' to see how long the others will endure the grime etc. How long? As long as you like matey! Personal pride made me sort it out. Where was I? Also, I want to tidy my room, put stuff away, vacuum and all that sort of thing; need to get my stuff sorted out for the return to work, next week, though I hope to have off most of Wednesday [job induction] and I have Friday off though I have to attend [when I hand in reports #1 & 2]. A busy few days lined up - as you are able to see.

Thanks for visiting, thanks to VofT for your comment - my range of USA vocabulary has further increased and, in the event I ever visit the US, I will be able to communicate with confidence - sorry I am being flippant - Mr Bean has beaten me to it:

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Friday, 16 May 2008

99% ...

Hello and late night greetings!  I haven't finished report #2 :(

I kid you not - I have, for the last five hours [or maybe longer] non stop battled to complete the damn thing - that doesn't include, also, albeit on and off, chipping away throughout the day.  Perhaps I am being slightly mischievous [who, moi?!], the big problem has been setting out the references - in the proper format only to find that a number of the references linked to web pages that had expired, been deleted or whatever.  In truth the thing just needs tidying up - must finish it tomorrow morning [ideally], because, in the afternoon - da da da daaaa! - it's the FA Cup - the principal football [soccer to some of you], competition final. So a relaxing afternoon planned, on my own, though not forgetting The Dog, watching TV and enjoying a Carlsberg or two [or three],  The day will be spoiled by The Elder returning - well, she can make her own bloody dinner tomorrow! How brave eh?

Shock this morning - the 'phone rang and, it having a caller display facility, I was able to see that the number was from the city, up t'north, where The Senior is in residence. I didn't recognise the number [no one from up t'north ever 'phones me] and I have to confess to my heart skipping a beat or two.  It was from the warden of the housing complex - my Mother, The Elder, had not been seen for several days and did I know if all was well?  As I speak to The Senior daily I was able to sort the matter out but it remains a scare. 

Luckily I was cheered up by the arrival of the annual dividend that my few shares provides.  It wasn't much but it all counts and it's a nice feeling to receive money that you were not expecting.  The Dog is much better - his digestive disorder appears to be on the mend evidenced by a noticeable lack of anal aroma and, more, a deposit that he produced this morning caused, as I watched him, my eyes to water.  The Dog must have felt better as he raced in, looking for a treat and with a look on his, grey, face of 'have I been good or what [and where's the treat]?'

The Elder has decided to reduce her working hours and, after this weekend, will only work part time.  I nearly suggested that she will be able to make good use of the free time by sorting out the sacks but saying nothing appeared to be a better option.

So, it's Friday evening and, in a few minutes I will be hitting my bed.  Thanks to VofT for your support and encouragement and I hope Mel that you have recovered from your gastric disorder?

More later - enjoy the weekend.

Thursday, 15 May 2008

Is that a light at the end of the tunnel ..?

Another, much cooler, day. Thanks to VofT for your comment and support, which has clearly motivated me.  The good news is that report #2 will be completed tomorrow - yeah!! Today, then, has been a day of ploughing through the report with my trusty old friend asleep (nearby). Going back to report #2 - I persevered with outlining when using Word 2007 and, to be honest, found it very easy to use and that's one of the reasons why progress has been made on the report. Another day off tomorrow (and you know what I will be doing, of course).

The Elder has been worried, as I have, about The Dog's output - there isn't any and she was minded to dose him up with something that the vet. gave to her [for The Dog], I guess it's some form of laxative.  The outcome [no pun intended], is that, without the laxative, The Dog produced quite a deposit - not a pleasant sight. Let's move on.

This afternoon I travelled to the local tip with 30+ black sacks, originally from #3's bedroom.  The Elder had sorted the sacks and it was my turn to transfer them to the tip - honestly 30+ sacks - I have an estate car and it required I fold the seats down, I couldn't see out of the rear window - what the neighbours, or anyone else watching, must have thought defies description 'what's he got there?', 'come and look - he's brought even more sacks out', 'what must it be like in that house?' and so on.  I chose not to go to the funeral.  The funeral was held for a colleague, at another branch of The Organisation. His 'office' (his job) was to ensure that members, including myself, were not experiencing difficulty / hardship.  I had previously advised him of The Elder's cancer and he promised to 'look in'. He never did but, as the need arose, arranged flowers etc. for other member's / member's wife.  I guess the reason I was excluded was because the branch, of The Organisation, was not my 'parent branch' i.e. I was a member of this guy's branch as a 'joining member' if that makes sense, though still entitled to the same 'service' - it matters not, I didn't go to the funeral and that's all there is to it.

Sheesh - The Dog has just rushed downstairs - I am not surprised - he's left several rotten eggs somewhere in the region of my bed. Pause while I open the windows and get the air freshener. Now The Dog has returned, he's sprawled out on my bed [licking his bum, if you must know]. I wonder if I could do that? Give him a biscuit and he will, probably, let me - ha ha ha - the old ones are the best!

More tomorrow - at which time I hope to confirm the reports are completed - hope so - it will be a week before they are due in - might even treat myself to something else - we'll see.

Wednesday, 14 May 2008

Some good and some bad ...

Hello!  Two weeks to go and, at this time [then] I will be the 'Immediate Past Chair' - shivers of relief run up and down my spine.  Many thanks to VofT for your comment etc. All much appreciated.

Today - at CS getting stuck in to report #2 - oh yes indeedy except, oh dear, except Dear Reader - as, previously, I completed each chapter, I saved the file [chapter] the idea being that all chapters are subsequently merged and, IMHO, it's a tidier way of writing i.e. just the chapter being worked on rather than having the whole document loaded [yeah - I know, I could use outlining] ... sigh.  With Office 2003 you could 'autosave' a version not so with Office 2007. Anyhoo, I am rambling. Problem, that became evident, was that I couldn't find chapter 1 # 2 - all sorted now but it's caused me some concern. Talking of The Dog's bum - we think he is constipated - the odour from his rear end is enough to make your hair curl [unless, like me, you cut it to 18mm all round].

Some really good news relates to my PC's mouse.  I was being driven to distraction - you could move the pointer no problemo but clicking on anything had no effect or, at best, might need three or four left mouse clicks - maddening.  The problem turned out to be that the [wireless] mouse was out of range of the receiver - move the receiver and all is well. More good news!  I previously applied for a job, with a government department [of sorts] and today the offer of employment / contract and all that sort of stuff arrived. Without wanting to come across as smug - I don't need the work or, as you know, the job in which I am presently involved. The 'work' pay is minimum, the job I have been offered does not guarantee hours and, when I look at the recent increase in my [previous employment] pension - after tax and other deductions from the job income - well, you have to ask yourself do I need to do this?  Guess we all like to be involved, a part of a community - be it one or more [work colleague] ...

Tomorrow morning I have to attend a funeral - I hate funerals though I suppose it could be worse .... This is all terribly depressing isn't it?! I don't mean it to be - overall the day has been a good day - excellent start with VofT's mail etc [thanks again], confirmation of the job, a bill that is less than I thought it would be, I found the missing chapters and so on ...

Back to the depressing stuff ... The Elder has returned, promptly knocked over a drink [I had made her] and then started to raise her voice as I play down the event. In the meantime her dinner is in the oven - it involved about an hour's work and, when she behaves like she does, you feel like throwing it down the garden Things must improve as the evening progresses!

Oh oh ... The heavens have just opened ....

Tuesday, 13 May 2008

Reflection ...

Hello and welcome -  a mere 78'F @ 2150 BST - most uncomfortable.  The Dog has been to the vet.'s, for an X ray and, as expected, the vet. [admitting they cannot find anything 'to work on'], suggests a 'trial' chemo session is undertaken and more X rays in approx one month.  I have advised The Elder that I am not able to accept this - result? Guess, go on, you already know, don't you?! Of course I was accused of not caring and a host more.  It's not a question of the [rising] costs but the quality of life for The Dog. The medical profession use QALY [Quality Adjusted Life Years] which, putting it simply, is a 'measurement' of the length of life -v- quality of life if a medical intervention occurs [or not]. I believe nothing further should be carried out, to The Dog, because the discomfort, if he undergoes 'treatment', he is likely to suffer exceeds the [possible] extra time on God's earth if he has no treatment - something like that anyway. To cut a long story short I have agreed he may have an X ray in 4 weeks. So, *&%$^& The Elder wins again leaving SEH feeling guilty [and somewhat depressed because he 'gave in' - again]. The Senior sums the situation up the best: 'is the vet. able to guarantee The Dog will recover and how many years will he live if he does / does not have further treatment?' All very sordid. Perhaps, Mel, this year will be the one to end 'Someday Syndrome' - we shall see.  The 'job' is at risk, wef September [my choice]. There are so many other things in life that I want to do, places to go, people to meet, hugs to share etc.

Thanks to Mel for the feedback and, also, to VofT for your comments - both much appreciated during these dark times.

The good news is that I completed the two day course resulting in a further string being added to floppy bow. More good news - I am off work until next Monday and, that week, the only other days I am 'in' are Tuesday & Thursday, off the 30th and another week in early June - oh yes indeedy - this is more like it.  No more time off, however, from when I return in June until the end of July. Cannot have it always.

I have to confess to 'treating' myself - I purchased a Garmin GPS thingy that goes in the car - enter the destination and the route is calculated, displayed on a touch screen map and the thing talks to you 'in one mile, enter the roundabout', 'in point two of a mile enter the roundabout, take the third exit' and so on. Toys for the Boys - I might have been better getting legless and having someone [though not of the male variety], take advantage of me - wishful thinking, eh?

Monday, 12 May 2008

If you've nowt to say ...

Hello and good evening.  Day #1 of a two course - really good stuff.  Thanks to VofT for your news about Mother's Day - glad you had a good time.

Otherwise not much to say. Just watched a TV prog about the [increasing] cost of food.  The prog focused on a family with a weekly shopping bill - just on food - of £200 pw [$400 US pw]. Most of the food was pre-packed and any left over was thrown away.  A 'famous' chef was brought in to go out with 'the wife' - sorry, no intention to demean the role of this family member, and he went round the main supermarkets, with her, and helped her plan meals for the week.  Savings? £160 pw [$320 US pw]. Can you believe it?

On the course again, tomorrow; The Dog is at the vet.'s and I am now going to sign off to get on with report #2 - the weather today has been extremely hot with a couple of members of the group, in 'the class', falling asleep during the lectures - I could have happily done the same - last night was a very humid / hot experience - ah well, enjoy it while you can.

The Elder? Still little progress on her various 'tasks' - watch this space.

PS - I referred, recently, to the way the elderly are 'ripped off' - having worked all of their life and then going in to care.  I could include a link but copied / pasted a new article from the BBC. It makes you sick. The pictures might not be displayed - not a problem - they are only head shots of the individuals on which the article is based.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/7396557.stm

'They paid taxes all their lives'

Pensioner and carer holding hands

The social care system - which Gordon Brown has promised to reform in England - is complicated and varied.

In Scotland, personal and nursing care is funded by the government, although care home accommodation fees still have to be paid, based on a means test. Northern Ireland and Wales share the fully means-tested system England uses.

Three families from England, Scotland and Wales talk about their experiences on the ground and why they think the system is unfair.

SUSAN HIBBENS, ENGLAND

Susan Hibbens, 53, and her sister have been through a "steep learning curve" in sorting out long term care for their mother, who is 84 and increasingly frail.

Susan Hibbins
Susan Hibbins says protecting their inheritance is not an issue

She is now in a residential home, which she is funding almost completely with proceeds from the sale of her house in Duffield, Derbyshire.

After having several falls at home and spending some time in respite care nearer to Susan's house in Market Deeping, Cambridgeshire, she took the decision that she would be better off moving into care.

"We tried so hard to keep her in her own home but it became unsafe for her. Going into care has to be - where possible - a decision the elderly person is involved in because the ramifications are absolutely huge."

There was "no option" but to sell the house to fund the cost of the home, which they are very happy with but is costly at £700 a week, says Susan.

"After a while it dawned on Mum that this was for good. She became very low when the house was actually gone."

People might say she is lucky to live in such a nice home, but the house that is paying for that is not just luck

The family paid the capital from the house sale into a high interest account. The interest is in turn paid into a current account, into which their mother's state pension and late father's small occupational pension are also paid.

The combined income covers some of the fees, but about £1,000 a month is also taken from the capital from the house.

"I am not aggrieved about any inheritance I might have lost; I think that is a very selfish point of view.

"The house was always her security and it was always her money," she added.

"What really annoys me is that she is taxed on the interest she gets from the house sale, as well as my dad's pension being taxed.

"She gets not a penny from the government and yet she is paying them, even though she is funding herself. How much would it cost for them to waive that for people in this situation?"

She says she does not expect the government to pay for everything but thinks it should meet people half way, or at the very least look at the tax issues.

"People might say she is lucky to be able to live in such a nice home, but the house that is paying for that is not just luck. My dad fought in the war; when he was demobbed that he dug sugar beets for money because there was no other work."

He later went to night school and then worked his way up in the world of patents and trademark licences but was never a wealthy man, she adds.

With the capital dwindling each month Susan, who works in publishing, wonders if the money will last her mother's lifetime.

"I try not to worry, it's a horrible thing to have to think about, how many years is someone going to live for?"

ALLAN MEES, SCOTLAND

Reading reports about Scotland's "free" social care could give one the impression no individuals were paying for the services, according to Allan Mees.

He is keen to point out that while the funding of personal and nursing care is better than in the rest of the UK, care home accommodation still has to be paid for by elderly people and their families.

And for this family the bill comes to £1,600 a month.

Allan Mees
Allan Mees and his family pay £1,600 a month on care for their mother

When he and his siblings took the difficult decision to move their mother - who is 88 and is increasingly unable to care for herself - into a residential home, they found that state funding only covered one third of the fees.

Widowed in 1957, their mother brought up three children single-handedly in Rosyth, Fife, and worked until retirement age looking after mentally handicapped children.

Until she moved into a home in West Lothian five months ago she did benefit from free personal care at home, which involved four visits per day from carers organising meals and dressing.

But as a previously active woman, she often wandered confused into the street, and it became too unsafe for her to stay at home.

Now, Fife Council pays £210 per week directly to the home to cover her personal care, while the family have organised payment for the accommodation fees.

Allan says too few people are aware of the options for funding long term care for their families.

"Most people think they should just sell the house, and they gradually eat into the assets. Through some luck and a bit of judgement we stumbled across a company that specialised in long term care solutions."

Allan, 58, says that although he works in the financial services industry he was not aware such arrangements existed.

My mum thinks she is getting this all for free - she would be devastated to know how much it was costing

The family were able to avoid selling their mother's house and instead used her savings and some investment income to buy an 'impaired life annuity' which pays out almost enough each month to cover the home's fees.

The rest is covered by her state pension and small occupational pension.

"These issues must be such a worry for some people. My issue is: 'Why is this not totally state-funded?'"

He says people should be made more aware of how the system works, including information about the system of giving Power of Attorney to someone who can manage your financial and welfare needs if you become incapacitated.

"We don't begrudge the home a penny, but this has all been a massive learning curve for the family. The local Social Work department was very good but they are unable to offer financial advice; they can only tell you how much it will cost and what support they can provide.

"There is such frustration that people pay all this tax and National Insurance all their life but then the state leaves them with this financial headache."

Their mother's dementia means she is unable to manage her own financial affairs, and she is unaware of the situation.

"My mum thinks she is getting this all for free. She would be devastated to know how much it was costing, that all her hard-earned assets for going to pay for this.

"If she knew she would probably get her hat and coat on and go out the door, if she could. Her expectation is that she lives in a country where health care is free."

JOANNE CONVERY, WALES

Joanne Convery's grandmother Nancy Gemmell and her late husband worked hard and saved during their married life, says the 26-year-old student.

Now widowed and suffering from osteo-arthritis and blood pressure problems Nancy, 84, relies on family and the social care system to help her maintain as much independence and social interaction as possible.

A local day centre in Wrexham, north Wales, has been her main lifeline in recent years, says Joanne, but she has found the means-testing system and regularly rising charges upsetting.

"She doesn't like the fact she has to be means-tested. She is uncomfortable with people knowing about what she has in the bank. Her and my grandfather worked hard and saved, which means she is not eligible for anything."

Nancy pays just over £20 for each day at the centre, and is also charged £1 a mile for every time she is collected, dropped off or taken on a day trip by staff.

"It soon adds up. She can afford it but it upsets her because they keep putting the prices up and it is getting above and beyond what you would expect to pay."

Nancy also pays for an emergency call button at home, which she can use if she has a black-out caused by her blood pressure problems. Family members provide other support such as food shopping and gardening.

Living in a council house means any future care needs would have to come from her savings, if they exceeded the mean-test threshold of £22,250.

Social care services are "extortionate" and unfairly organised, adds Joanne.

"I feel sick at people who have not worked at all but get more out of the system. Some people legitimately cannot work but others choose not to and get more for it.

"If you put something in you should expect to get more out."

Up and about ...

0615 - Good morning! It's already 73'F ... Greetings to Mel and thanks for the update - I laughed!! Thanks also to Unknownhighway for listing me on your site.  The number of visitors rocketed - I am very grateful (and I hope the visitors return).

Yesterday (evening), it being Mother's Day, #3 'phoned from over the seas - Canada, I think - there again it might be New Zealand, Oz or maybe, even, Blackpool (a seaside resort here in the UK). Of course she didn't speak to me and The Elder promptly 'phoned her back, using her mobile / cell 'phone. Interesting.  Mother's Day, here in the UK was last February and is, I understand, yesterday in the US / Canada. I cannot understand The Elder 'phoning #3 on her 'phone - the cost will have been considerable - maybe #3 is living somewhere local [back here in the UK?].  Naturally I hope #3 is well / secure but the ball is in her court. Sigh.

The end of May approaches at which time, I have informed The Elder, I would be looking at having new windows installed subject to the outbuildings being emptied (of #3's crap), it's not looking good. I can see this leading to problems, bitterness and falling out.  Watch this space.

Sunday, 11 May 2008

Hot and sticky [but not smelly, unlike others] ...

'Afternoon all - my but it's hot - 83'F - believe me for this part of the UK - that's hot. 

I really struggled to get out of bed this morning especially as I had, initially lurched up & out at 0430 to attend to certain chores that need not be discussed any further - though it was a relief to complete what had to be completed. Having attended to The Dog, he is well - thank you, this activity was followed by the sending of an e-mail apologising for missing a meeting of The Organisation {a sub branch}, before returning to my bed which, by now, was being occupied by a black and hairy individual - who was pleased to see me [as I was him].  Mutual greetings having been completed I promptly fell asleep - well, almost - the weather was getting hotter by the minute and The Dog [for it was he that had joined me], was farting with scant regard for my feelings. Luckily the windows were open though it meant, to avoid asphyxiation, I was up and about by 0630 or so.

Just, recently, returned from 'work', a long day but, unusually [you might say - very unusually for SEH], a very good (Sun)day. Lots to do and see - just me and one other.  I had lots of time to focus on report #2 and, on arriving back, to CS, I find all OK including The Dog ... mmmm ... that's not very good grammar. Do we care?

Many thanks to VofT for your very comforting words. Hi Mel - I look forward to 'hearing' about your social outing.

The good news, honestly!, is that I am on a two day course - tomorrow and Tuesday.  Having 'worked' today I am able to take a day off in lieu and, with two days off this week already 'booked', it means that I have from next Wednesday through to next Monday 'off' - yeah! Lots to do [as you know].

More later.

Saturday, 10 May 2008

A really, really sad day ...

Saturday night - today has been a very sad day, brightened by the support from one of you.  I, we [and now you], have learned that The Dog is suffering from cancer.  The surgery, in his rectum, to remove 'a lump' [in reality a tumour, a malignant tumour as we have now learned] has presented many questions to be answered the most important being 'what now?'.  The vet. has hinted that dogs / cats respond well to chemotherapy and the appropriate drugs. You know how I feel about the vet. Whilst The Elder considers that every thing possible should be undertaken - for myself I consider The Dog, in his early 'teens', should get on with enjoying the remainder of his life - ideally pain and distress free.  Big discussion this evening, when The Elder arrived home from her job [lots of tears, from us both] and I have agreed The Dog goes for x-ray, next week, to ascertain the size of the problem. Watch this space.

For obvious reasons I will avoid the usual, make you cringe, 'jokes' etc. and will, quietly, sign off for today.  I am at 'work' tomorrow - means that I get the second half of the week off [The Elder has the first half of the week off].

I will write [public / private], probably, tomorrow.

Friday, 9 May 2008

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz ...

Hello.  The Dog has had a good night / day.  Not so SEH.  I was awake at 0200 this morning, worrying, and failed to get back to sleep.  The Elder returned at lunchtime and I arrived back from 'work' early evening.  The Dog was pleased to see me [as I was him] and he has slept since - reason being that when the house is empty he doesn't sleep - sprawled out on top of the stairs listening for any unexplained noise - i.e. any noise. So what? Means I am off to bed - Sheesh - it's only 2150 and I am swaying on my feet!

Thanks to VofT for your kind comments and, also - thanks to Alex for his comment - very kind.

More tomorrow - still an early start - The Elder is taking The Dog to the vet. first thing. Thanks for calling by. Now, where's my nightshirt and cap? Only kidding - it's been very hot today - last night [in bed], first time in a while, it was the top sheet only - no air conditioning for me.

smile_sad

More tomorrow.

Thursday, 8 May 2008

'Someday Syndrome' ...

I suffer, it appears, from 'Someday Syndrome' - I base this decision on an article in one of my monthly journals [received today]: 'Management Today' - and why should I not receive this?!  The MBA to which I (gently) draw your attention listed in my 'profile' was awarded and, gently, collects dust with all my other stuff on a shelf somewhere.  Anyhoo, as often, we digress ...

I have to accept [as if I and, probably, you didn't already know], that I am a procrastinator - yes, it's true - I have 'come out'. 'Someday Syndrome sufferers really believe that they 'will do it' [but not right at this moment]'. 'It stokes up the desire without necessarily demanding any work on my part - dreaming is, after all, accepting that things will never happen'. So that's OK then.  Looking up 'Someday Syndrome' via Google found me hitting a site that made me smile - if nothing else it listed, at the end of post, 'food' for thought; it's now in my favourites. 

The Dog?  Well, no change.  I have contacted the [pet] insurance company and it's hard work - you have to be so careful what you say in answer to their [paranoid me thinks] 'awkward questions'.  I wait for the claim form etc with trepidation.  The Dog has been dosed up with a laxative and, presently, lying on my bed.  The Elder's offer to 'sleep with him' has been withdrawn - I insisted. I guess I wait with even greater trepidation for what might / might not occur tomorrow.

A problem ...

Hello to one and all.  Much cooler this evening [stifling during the day].  Many thanks to VofT for your comment - how do you cope with temperatures of 90'?! 2100 BST (or so) and it's now raining.

Worrying times - I mentioned, yesterday, that The Dog is 'showing' - if he had a cold then he would have a runny nos, well, we are talking about his rectum and, at all times, there is blood - not a lot, thankfully, but a 'show' - or should it be 'spotting'? [this might mean more to women]. The Elder has not gone in to work, will forfeit a day's pay and has indicated that she will sleep, downstairs, with The Dog [not actually 'with him' of course]. Why?  The Dog has had to be returned to the vet. (today) and there is concern about The Dog's rear end / the recent surgery et al. Watch this space folks. Otherwise another good day - I might be able to get the second half of next week 'off' - watch this space #2.

Otherwise, just a short one tonight - during this worrying time I must get on with my reports - if the things are not finished on time then it could have adverse implications for my continuing with 'the job'.  Not the end of the world if I left 'the job' but, as you are aware, I have come this far and may as well make an effort - until, at least, the summer.

Look forward to writing tomorrow - Friday!!  Yeah!!

Wednesday, 7 May 2008

#2 [working day, that is] ...

Hot, hot, hot ... oh yes indeedy.  It's now 2210 BST and the temperature in my room is 72'F. Hard to believe, so recently, it was 48' or so, albeit early in the morning requiring me, when I was supposed to have been working on the reports, to sit in my room with an electric heater blowing around my lower limbs. Anyhoo, to more important business, The Dog - on his own all day - well, actually, not so.  The Elder relented and drove home seeking / obtaining permission to take an extended lunch, work an extra half or so to make up the time.  Commendable.  The Elder will continue these 'hours' until the weekend. Let's see what happens - there is some concern about swelling / 'showing' around The Dog's rectum - he's at the vet.'s at the weekend when we will learn more. Personally I have little confidence in the vet. and view the organisation with deepest suspicion. Let's be a bit more positive.

Another good day - I arrived at work on time(!), sharing the office with the one person, at work today, who has, an insatiable desire [steady now], an insatiable desire for tea.  The kettle has been on / off more times than I care to recall and certain individuals have found themselves making more than the usual number of visits to the small boy's room.

This evening, sat, as I am, in my whatever, I have made some effort, without a great deal of success, on both report #2 and the 'speech' I have to give [three weeks today] at The Organisation. I will be glad when it's all over [as some of you, no doubt fed up with my complaining, might also be].

Sheer joy, this evening, getting hot and bothered with my ironing, 'enjoyed', no doubt, as much as certain other activities? The iron, which continuously emits steam, lots of it,  makes ironing trousers and shirts effortless. I made the mistake, last night, of not, as I usually do, ironing my trousers / cleaning my shoes. I should know better - had to them early this morning. Finally, thanks very much to VofT for the 'items' & comment - all greatly enjoyed - especially the video as, indeed, was the video from Mel's blog.

More later.

Tuesday, 6 May 2008

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to work we go ...

1 Hello and welcome once more to this very hot part of the UK - seriously hot.  Hi's to Mel and VofT.  To Mel many thanks for continuing to include me as a contact - I am quite touched; enjoy getting up late and hey! the painting can be done another day. To VofT I really appreciate your good wishes for my 'first day'.  Star players the pair of you.

So, how was the return? To my surprise, after I had, eventually, arrived at the 'workplace' [I was late - I had not realised what the volume of traffic at that time [0815] would be], the 'people' were very good and made me welcome.  Other members of the workforce made my day by mistaking me for a member of the senior management team! It's the clothes - clothes maketh the man as, indeed, does the haircut.  It was out, again, with the Remington cordless and 18mm all round - oh yes indeedy. The back [of the head] is the hardest part because, here's a surprise, you cannot see!  Phut - it feels OK [and saves me $20 US a time]. However, despite all these positive waves [no pun intended], it's been a long day, I skipped lunch [despite being offered a slice of cake, which I bravely resisted]. I returned back to CS and had no option but to get the lawn mower out - it was hard work!  I had to cut the grass three times - the grass being so long a one time 'short cut' would simply overwhelm the engine so it had to be cut in layers.

The Elder has returned The Dog to the vet. for a check up. All appears to be OK but the bill - whoot - guess how much? OK I'll tell you - $800 US (or so).  We should be able to claim it back from the pet insurance - the last (only) claim [in 2004] was for $2000 US - the insurance company did everything to avoid paying but eventually it was all sorted out - the premium, at the next renewal was, however, doubled. Watch this space.

I am desperately tired [a restless night, too hot, worrying about The Dog and The Senior, this morning I woke at about 0400], now, having just eaten my only meal of the day [a bit too much I'm afraid to admit], I feel absolutely wrecked.  Still, it's midweek tomorrow and I have the 12th & 14th off. However, I still have another report to complete and a lot to do for the next meeting of The Organisation (at the end of the month). Maybe more of an effort tomorrow - a day when The Dog is going to be left, on his own, from approx. 0930 - 1700.  Hope he is OK - I know that he barks and howls- thankfully the house is detached so, hopefully he shouldn't cause a problem to the neighbours etc.

One of these days it will all work out,

Monday, 5 May 2008

Another one bites the dust ...

Evening all - your very own at the keyboard accompanied by a mind thumping headache - poor old me.  The [really] good news is that I have completed one of the reports - bliss! SEH smiles, grins, feels elated and and other exciting reactions that do not merit being discussed at this time. Pass me the mulled crappo(!). OK - it's not entirely finished - just need to properly format the references, add page numbers, spell check and that sort of thing - but I am able to 'put it down' and concentrate on the other report - which is 'doing my head in'. On the subject of spell check - apologies if I occasionally miss out words or use a word incorrectly e.g. 'on of these days' - you get the idea.  It's not a lack of skill on my part [phut!], it's just that when proof reading you sometimes miss the wood for the trees.

Thanks to Mel for your feedback - I hope things improve [for all of us]. Hi to VofT and thank you for your considerate comment and, finally, thanks to 'App' [developer of 'Instant Boss']. A very useful prog that I use now and then i.e. not very often - however, when used I found it very helpful in setting 'work times' - the prog counts down and then you have a set break - I am, perhaps, not giving the prog the credit it deserves.  Hotfoot over to App's page, look at the [free] goodies and if you have a regular use [or not] for the software then send App a credit or two (or three).

Other business? The weather is not so warm as yesterday [presently 70' @ 2155 in my room]. I really need to get the grass cut - even The Dog is treading warily when looking for a suitable place to do the business.  The surgery on his rectum has left him with stitches a' plenty and you almost go cross eyed / watery eyes when you see him squatting - poor little dog. Otherwise he is much brighter though, as expected, asleep on my bed as I compose this rubbish. #2 has returned from a weekend in London [visiting her friend] - it's a long drag from here to there especially as, inevitably, she will have been 'on the town' Saturday night.  She has arrived back here at CS looking the worse for wear - best to stop out of her way! The Elder?  Her day off today - I am struggling to think what she has done - of course! Out to the shops and why not.  Me? You don't need to ask.

Busy day tomorrow - I have to attend the job at a different location [never been there before - I know no one] - it's back to a shirt and tie [etc] dress code - been some time since I was in that 'rig' - hope my clothes still fit!

Sunday, 4 May 2008

PM and all is well ...

Hi y'all and welcome back.  What a glorious day (weather wise).  Almost the weather for shorts except that I have remained stuck indoors getting on with the writing.  I learned a couple of useful things [that I thought I was already aware of]: 1. When writing a report or whatever if you fumble with the start well ;eave it and work on another part of it and 2. Use a timer prog - what's that? (you might ask).  I found a free prog 'Instant Boss' - in a nutshell it counts down a pre defined time and then a window pops up asking [telling] you to take a break.  I have set the thing to measure 4 x 15 minute periods and 3 x 5 minute breaks - it's ben useful and a sort of productive day - 75% of report #2 is written up - I want to have it all completed tomorrow [as I expect to do so}.

Greets to VofT and thanks for your [sympathetic!] comment etc. Hi, also, to Mel - I was going to leave a comment, on your blog, re developments at chez melina but I found I sort of became 'upset' at the situation you find yourself in - like yourself I have struggled etc to keep my house and, a year after it became mine, I still so much to do. It's depressing - anyhoo, that's why I didn't comment. Hi Chris - great news about the sale etc. When I think about the stuff that's been thrown away [hre at CS], we might have been better off selling the stuff - too late now.

Events from this morning are now history and everything is back to normal [FWIW]. The Elder has taken another load of bags to the storage that she rents [@ $80 US per month]; bags full of ... full of? Who knows?  POFM#2 is away, this weekend, and telephoned to confirm that The Elder is collecting her from the station tomorrow - apparently [she, #2, is fair skinned], she has 'caught a bit too much sun' and is sore - pore old thing. Last day off tomorrow before I start 'on the line' [or something like that] for the next 13 weeks.  Looking forward to it but, like any 'new job' I am a bit apprehensive - as The Senior is prone to say [often] 'it will come and it will go'. Whether or not I continue in 'the job' from the autumn remains to be seen - watch this space.

I am being plagued by spam mail - mostly to do with watches, certain medication or other 'produce' that will have a significant impact on me.  For this reason I might be changing my e-mail address. Anyhoo, it was another early start and I am making steps ...

'Boiled eggs' ... [for breakfast] ...

Good morning and welcome back - a degree of 'normalness' is returning - comments updated and what have you ...  Many thanks to Chris and VofT for your visits and comments ... appreciated, as ever.

The worry, for the last day or so, has been inactivity from The Dog's rear end - plenty of vapour emission [to put it mildly], but nothing of substance, so to speak. Anyhoo, watching him (outside), feeling somewhat like a voyeur, I was pleased to see a deposit being discharged.  Hurrah!  After that things could only get better!  It was on with the kettle and early morning cup of tea.  I use an insulated cup i.e. one of those things with a lid you are able to drink through - a grown up version of a baby's mug, able to be carried outside and placed in the car without spilling. Tea ready, The Dog [a bit lighter] fed and watered, it was upstairs to my PC to check my mail etc.  The Dog also attends in the hope that anything I might be having with my tea well, some of it might end up his way [as it usually does].

Much cheered by mail and comments, number of visitors, weather forecast etc. I sat down, a la PC, tea and biscuits, The Dog at my feet - ah this is the life.  The Dog starts, on of his little 'tricks' to whimper and, like you do, you pick him and place him on your lap.  He, bless him, sits up, muzzle on your shoulder making appropriate content noises - ah The Dog and his Master - (and a biscuit) - perfect.  The Dog then becomes restless and stands on my lap, a degree of caution for him wearing only his PJ's is now required, still happiness reigns.  It had to happen -The Dog, as a child would, then starts to 'wave' his paw about an, of course, he knocks the bloody cup over.  The hot contents of the insulated cup spill out and are deposited - in the meantime within split seconds of his paw getting wet The Dog has abandoned me, the contents [hot tea] having nowhere to go cascade across my lap [area] leading to early morning vigorous activity from SEH ripping off his PJ trousers and rushing in to the bathroom to cool down the damage.

At this point The Elder, having been woken, caused by the commotion [The Dog barking gleefully, 'must be a new game', he thinks.as SEH rushes to the bathroom],  The Elder finds The Dog outside the bathroom, wagging his stump and SEH in the bathroom with the shower hose, set to cool, being put to good use around, well, we needn't be too specific. The Elder bats not an eyelid but makes use of the toilet, to empty her bladder sitting, watching these events with little interest instead, during the bladder emptying, making postural blasts of high quality volume causing her to have fits of giggles.

The pain has now subsided, The Elder has gone back to her bed as has The Dog. Me? I am sat here looking at blisters in an area where I would rather not have them and it's not much after 0640 BST.

More later - now where's the cold, damp towel?

Saturday, 3 May 2008

Hormonal dysfunction ...

Hello, the time is about 1245, temperature [lovely] about 64' and I have just broken out in hot and bothered flushes. 'Why?' [you might ask], 'Dunno' - sez I.

I am ploughing on with the damned, hate - it, why am I sat here with the sun shining, report.  I feel slightly cheered by the fact that I have been able to cut and paste a fair 'chunk' from a report that I prepared / submitted, elsewhere, a couple of years ago - ha ha ha! So, I feel the middle aged silliness creeping over me.  Anyhoo, where was I? Oh yes, being silly. Apologies.

I will be sensible later - promise - though, not until I have cleaned out the car - following The Dog's deposit [see previous] there is a nasty whiff in the car.  Good excuse to clean it out anyway as The Elder has provided me a free wash and wax for the car  - a voucher she picked up from someplace.  I wonder if I fall in the same category of being one of her 'pick ups'.

I think I might hit the shower and get the cold water to balance my hormones.

From out of the mist (2) ...

Saturday - good morning, welcome and hello! The reports remain uncompleted but [slightly] more progress has been made.

The Dog ... yesterday was a stressful day for all of us.  The previous evening The Dog had his dinner at the usual time [1800 if you must know] and The Elder was stressed out that he, to comply with the vet.'s directive, must not eat after that.  So, Friday morning old smelly breath was up and about [as usual] and so was The Dog ... no, no not me - I meant The Dog .. but you knew I was jesting! [didn't you?]. Forlorn looks at his dish, at a hard faced SEH, that couldn't meet his eye, resulting in The Dog slowly, forlornly, wandering back to his basket.

The Elder surfaced [she is now back in her own room using her 'old' bed i.e. the all new bed purchased a couple of weeks ago [£££] is resting in the [empty] room that used to be occupied by #3, where was I?  The Elder transported The Dog off to the vet. and throughout the day, I had the day off in case there was an urgent 'phone call, I sat at home, here in CS, waiting for the call.  The Dog has had to have surgery to his rectum and so, in the end [never miss an opportunity folks!], I collected him, all wobbly legs and semi glazed eyes and returned him back here.  To say he was confused would be an understatement as he promptly 'left a parcel' in the back of the car.

Other issues - thanks everso to Voft for your comments / mail - I did reply, yesterday, but once the mail had been sent, I couldn't find it in my outbox or anywhere else.  I hope to get sorted today for the 'on the floor work' on Tuesday [for three months], crack on with one of the reports and generally let the dust, from the last few days, settle down.

More later - this evening.