Archive for July, 2008

Fringe Benefits

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008

How today should have gone :

Car to garage first thing (service/MOT)
Leisurely walk to hairdressers (nice weather forecast)
Mooching for the middle part of the day, a few odd jobs & errands
Collect car mid pm & go to take Mum to a Dr’s appointment

What actually happened :

Eric to vets first thing (follow up to an unplanned visit last night - he has another UTI & they feared a blockage this time, but all OK & no op required)
Car late to garage, virtually no chance of getting it back in time for the Mum thing
Reschedule hairdressers for lunchtime
Book taxi to collect Mum (will catch bus to the home)
Hit Tescos in the meantime
Phone for pet insurance claim form
Catch bus (too flippin’ hot!!) to hairdressers
Hairdresser finally seems to have won battle with my fringe, no longer resemble Worzel Gummidge’s poor relation
Phone call from garage - expect the worst (it usually means they’ve found something expensive that needs attention) - but no, car is ready - early. Hurrah!
Cancel taxi
Catch bus back to home, walk up to garage & collect car
Just make it to Mum’s in time & all goes well at the appointment

A little busier than expected! - but plenty of walking & being out and about in the glorious sunshine, so not complaining!

Achievement!

Monday, July 28th, 2008

8 minutes on the cross trainer without dying!! Woo hoo!!

I also seem to have achieved the world’s (well, Derbyshire’s) biggest insect bite : slightly smaller than a 10p piece with associated puffiness and swelling of tennis ball proportions. Time to hit the antihistamines…

At last…Summer!!!

Sunday, July 27th, 2008

What a lovely weekend, hope this isn’t the beginning and end of summer!

Had a pleasant weekend of eating - yes, the diet’s gone by the wayside for 48 hours. Last night was a BBQ/housewarming at some friends, which involved quite simply the BEST chocolate cake I have ever experienced, and today was Mum’s birthday Sunday lunch at our favourite pub, which is always a calorific extravaganza.

Tonight we are off to the original and best pub quiz. Nice weekend! :-)

Winning Ways

Friday, July 25th, 2008

Back to being third in last night’s pub quiz - but we did win the weekly Snowball challenge, a rollover competition, and shared £30 between the five of us, thank you very much!! :-)

Garden fever

Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008

It’s been a pleasant day off, the weather has been lovely, I’ve not been rushed off my feet with chores and errands, and I spent a nice couple of hours with Mum having a mooch around a local garden centre (that happens to look after a number of semi-feral cats) and a coffe & bun in their cafe. Oh, and I contracted my annual bout of garden fever and bought some plants, which, if I’m running true to form, will look pretty for a few weeks and then die.

Mum is doing pretty well at the moment, and is actually looking forward to her birthday tomorrow, because they make a bit of a fuss about birthdays at the home. We’ll see her briefly tomorrow evening, and are taking her out for Sunday Lunch at The Best Pub in Derbyshire ™ this weekend. We’ve bought her a CD/DAB radio combi thing, which hopefully means she’ll be able to rediscover Radio 3 and her CDs - with the aid of some headphones - without deafening the planet.

Progress Report

Monday, July 21st, 2008

Depending on which day I weigh myself, I would appear to have lost about 2.5 pounds. Certainly no more, and perhaps a little less. One thing is certain, I do seem to be toning up a bit. My ostrich no longer hangs off the top of my legs in the same depressed manner, indeed it almost has an air of pertness about it. And my silhouette appears a little smoother, less lumps and bumps.

Onwards, and hopefully downwards!

Breakout!

Saturday, July 19th, 2008

After a productive afternoon with Mum - sandal and birthday card shopping - we were on the way to the home when I spotted one of the residents on the other side of the road. As we weren’t far away, I just assumed he was out for a pre teatime stroll - they’re not all gaga by any means, and some are quite independant.

However, when we got to the home, and were met by two carers hurrying out the door looking anxious, I quickly did some successful mental arithmatic, and asked if they were looking for B. They were.

Well, as my car was already there with the engine running, there was really only one thing to do - so in true Italian Job fashion I wheelspun out of their carpark with one of the carers in the passenger seat and set off back down the road. He’d got quite a distance, but was (fairly) amenable to being bundled into my car and taken back.

The “rescue” was quite funny, but the background story is sad - he was trying to get back to his house nearby where he believed he still lived with his wife. I hope I get to either kick the bucket early, or grow old with all my marbles intact and in residence. Dementia is such a terrible thing.

Closing the gap

Friday, July 18th, 2008

We came 2nd!

Armed with our secret weapon - a couple in their mid twenties, who knew a lot more about music from the 00’s than Chris or I - we stumbled through 60’s, triumphed in 70’s & 80’s and did a helluva lot better in 90’s and 00’s than we did last week, and ended up about 10 points behind first.

Our 60’s expert is back from holiday next week, so I guess we’re all set for world domination in 7 days time :-)

Getting quizzical again

Thursday, July 17th, 2008

So - off to the next village to try our luck again in the Pop Music Quiz. Was third place beginners’ luck, or a sign of greater things to come? Find out in tomorrow’s blog!

ROFL

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

Or Rolling On Floor Laughing just in case you didn’t know.

Did you also know that with Wordpress, you get a total number of comments awaiting moderation on your dashboard screen, with a list of the most recent ones, plus the blog they’ve attached themselves to?

If you add this to any knowledge you may have of the SimonG Chatroom swearification filter, you’ll understand why I was ROFL at the following :

Comment : Britney Spears Upskirt No Panties

Blog : Kittens of Mass Destruction

:-D :-D :-D

My weekend

Sunday, July 13th, 2008

The Abba tribute band were good - really, really good. Wish I looked that good in American Tan and sequinned bacofoil.

We missed the first half, thanks partly to some ghastly traffic on the M1, but more sadly to our finding a cat on the road - clearly gone, but not by much, and trying, without success to find his owners. He ended up coming home with us wrapped in a towel and a bin liner kindly donated by one of the houses we enquired at. I took him to our vets first thing yesterday morning, but he wasn’t chipped, so I reported his details to the vets nearest where we found him. It’s a lousy job, and I wish we could have done more, but at least he wasn’t pounded into the road. Poor little chap.

The rest of the weekend passed by in a blur of lousy headache (yesterday pm), BBQ (yesteday evening), and many, many washloads (today, to take advantage of the good drying weather). The bottom half of the house has been blitzed (the Dyson is still recovering from the shock), and I may, just may treat myself to a Magnum Mini - I’m sure I’ve burnt the calories off.

Got that wrong!

Friday, July 11th, 2008

Didn’t get a lot else wrong though! - it was actually a music quiz (general knowledge is on Tuesdays), with rounds from the 60’s, 70’s, 80’s, 90’s & 00’s. We scored 83.5 and came third - 2nd was 2 points ahead of us, 1st only 5.

Guess where we’re going next Thursday!!! - sights firmly set on victory…

And we’re off out AGAIN tonight - this time to see an Abba tribte band. Thankfully fancy dress is not mandatory :-)

Checking out the competition

Thursday, July 10th, 2008

Off to suss out another pub quiz tonight - a general knowledge one in the next village.

Thinking caps on!

Bath night

Wednesday, July 9th, 2008

Ooooooooooh.

I’ve just discovered Lush bath bombs.

:-)

We ache therefore we are

Monday, July 7th, 2008

Now there are two of us going to the gym! Chris had been getting increasingly impressed with how knackered I’d been gettting at the gym, so with the help of a free 5 day pass, curiosity got the better of him, and tonight he came to the gym with me.

He has experienced the cross trainer! He understands my pain!

And he could soon be signing on the dotted line and joining properly…

Doctor & the medics

Friday, July 4th, 2008

I’m extremely lucky to have a good doctor, who listens, advises, and works with me, the patient. I shan’t go into huge detail, but we had another good talk on Tuesday, and I’m back on the full dose of happy pills. He says it’s encouraging that I can be distracted from my default grey state, even if only for short periods, as it makes it more unlikely that this is clinical depression, more circumstance based. So I’ve got to be more distracted!! I’m seeing him again in about 4 weeks to see how things are going. Fingers crossed for pink edges!

The medics, in this instance Nottingham Hospitals, aren’t so great. Doc has referred me onto them for two things : a reassessment of my troublesome shoulder, and the removal of a rather bothersome “blood mole” (he called it something ending in noma, it’s about 4mm wide and stands about 3-4mm from the skin) on my arm - bothersome because it keeps bleeding and when it starts it takes ages to stop. Both referrals have been done on a new NHS system called Choose & Book - you get a letter with a reference number and password from your GP, and you phone a central appointments line to arrange your appointment - sometimes even with a choice of clinic, so in theory, you’ll have a time and a place that suits you. Sounds great doesn’t it?

Except, as doc explained to me, Notts are particularly bad at not releasing appointments to this central service, because that would bump up their waiting times, and consequently screw up their target figures. No more appointments = shorter official waiting lists. This has happened with both referrals, I’m on the waiting list for the official waiting list, but in the Government’s eyes I don’t exist.

This fudging of figures isn’t, (un)surprisingly, unique to the NHS. I’m aware of another government department (not Chris’) who have a recorded message to answer overspill calls that don’t get through to their helpline. It tells the caller that all lines are busy, and that they can’t leave a message so they’ll have to try again. Because the call is answered, albeit by a machine, within the designated waiting time, and because the caller got an answer, albeit a pretty useless one, they meet their call answering targets.

Hospitals, countless public service bodies, government departments, schools, the list goes on - all have targets, all have penalties for not meeting targets, all have ways of circumventing the system so they don’t get penalised, all are top heavy in chiefs to play the game and lacking in indians to actually do the work. And at the end of all this there’s you and I, poor old joe public, trapped in a tangle of bureaucratic bunkum.

I’d call for a general election, but am not convinced we’d get a better deal from anyone else. Except maybe the Monster Raving Loony Party, at least they’re meant to be barmy.

Genius radio

Thursday, July 3rd, 2008

Go to www.bbc.co.uk/radio1/listen

Select the Chris Moyles show (with Scott Mills) from this morning (trust me on this) - it’s available for 7 days

Zoom forward 1 hr 10 mins (ie to about 7:40) - you can only fast forward in 5 or 15 minute chunks and you can’t go back, so sit through the end of the Ting Tings and McFly - I promise you it’s worth it!!! :-)

(Bit of background : Scott has a feature called Flirt Divert - it’s a number you can give out when you’re out on the town and you’re chatted up by someone you really don’t want to have your real number. They then leave messages…the best of which are broadcast. This is the best yet - and quite possibly ever will be. Girls be afraid - this man is real!!!)

Funniest piece of radio I have ever heard.

I will update on what Doc said tomorrow (it’s all good) - this was too good not to share!!!

One of those days

Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

…when loads of annoying, frustrating and downright stupid things happen, which are nothing in isolation, but together just makes you feel like howling. Or punching someone. Or both.

AND I haven’t lost any weight. Again.

FFS