since I last posted. In the meantime, bad news about three friends, all got cancer and all about to undergo radiotherapy or chemo. This year has just been so bad from this point of view. Nothing one can do other than offer help and keep in touch and what does one say to lift the spirits?
Luckily for me, the small smelly dog can cheer me up on the gloomiest day which is good because at the moment, it feels as though we ought to be building an ark, the amount of rain we have had over the past two or three days - a month's rain over night, I believe. I don't particularly hate rain, it's the gloomy grey clouds and light which accompany these monsoon type downpours. Would love a pair of lightweight waterproof boots - like a pair of Crocs but not holey.
Have spent the last couple of weeks trying to sort out new bank account and pension payments which appear to have been going to someone else who, thank God, has rung up the Pension people to sort out. Chastised by nice pension lady about checking my bank statements more thoroughly - like that's going to happen. Well, it will for a couple of months and then i shall revert to my slovenly ways yet again.
Shocking news about the deaths of two young policewomen in our area by some one-eyed weirdo. At the same time, big hooha about a one-warmed weirdo being deported to Jordan, the Hamza idiot. He should have been sent ages ago. Our whole legal system has been reduced to a shambles by virtue of letting the Euro-idiots take control of our courts and who want to protect criminals' "human rights". What about victims' "human rights"? In any sane country, a criminal forfeits h is "human rights" when he commits a crime against the law-abiding community and we shouldn't need permission from a load of Brussels louts.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
JAMIES A-GO-GO
I feel that I have joined the staff of Jamies restaurant, I have been there so often in the last few days. Friday lunch with a gaggle of former workmates, all crazy, gossipy, great fun to be with - we had a lovely meal which we enjoyed greatly. We used the Secretary's Room but we have now tried to book the Manager's Room for lunch early in December as our Christmas treat but so many people are trying to do the same that it will probably be a lottery. Ah well, it doesn't matter as long as they give us one of the long tables up on the gallery. A great time full of fun and reminiscences. Am looking forward to next reunion in December.
Then on Saturday went to Mossley and Uppermill with DD and had a most splendiferous time in the charity shops and a cute cafe. Weather brilliant. it always is when the kids have gone back to school.
Sunday had a stinking migraine so to bed with minimal dog walking. Monday, Hattie back at the vet to have stitches removed. Went early but animals queueing out in the road and beyond - like trying to cram everyone onto the Ark. So returned in afternoon and saw sad sight of beautiful rottweiler, very young-looking, whose legs had gone and who had to be put to sleep, poor thing. Hattie disgraced herself badly. Slobbered all over puppy sitting on knee of man next to me then nearly took head off kindly and sentimental spaniel who was trying to slobber on puppy from opposite side - shameful. Then did a Maria Callas when the vet approached her with the scalpel to remove stitches and ended up in an iron mask type contraption to stop her snarling and biting. In desperation, she peed all over the vet, then all over the nurse and all over her lead. We dripped our way through the waiting room, ponging all the way. What a diva! but I love her. As DD would say, we are now "non grattata" at the vets.
Tuesday lunchtime back at Jamies with old councillor friend who has been going through it with her husband and her friends (as have we). Most enjoyable meal and chat which progressed as we drifted down to the Art Gallery. Passed on the African art festival as requiring too much of our attention and had a genteel cup of Earl Grey before reparing homewards.
Today forgot birthday of dear friend. Knew it was today's date, just didn't know today was today's date. Who am I? What planet am I on?
Enrolled for one of my art classes this afternoon and managed to get exhibition dates sorted out for late October with an exciting workshop some time in November, I hope.
MDB enrolled in sculpture class which we both did a couple of years ago and it was hysterically funny, a laugh a minute. But don't think I can afford to do that as well as two art classes.
Saw TV programme tonight which said children in Manchester poorest in Britain as most single parents get less than £17,000 per year. Hah! Try being a pensioner on less than £7,000 a year but with all the same bills as if we were earning four or five times that amount. And still they keep building more and more stupid flats for those either with more money than sense or who have access to more benefits than sense....
Anyway, they can't possibly have as much fun as we happy few who are over the top in age and in work ethics and experience and oh - just over the top with fun.
Then on Saturday went to Mossley and Uppermill with DD and had a most splendiferous time in the charity shops and a cute cafe. Weather brilliant. it always is when the kids have gone back to school.
Sunday had a stinking migraine so to bed with minimal dog walking. Monday, Hattie back at the vet to have stitches removed. Went early but animals queueing out in the road and beyond - like trying to cram everyone onto the Ark. So returned in afternoon and saw sad sight of beautiful rottweiler, very young-looking, whose legs had gone and who had to be put to sleep, poor thing. Hattie disgraced herself badly. Slobbered all over puppy sitting on knee of man next to me then nearly took head off kindly and sentimental spaniel who was trying to slobber on puppy from opposite side - shameful. Then did a Maria Callas when the vet approached her with the scalpel to remove stitches and ended up in an iron mask type contraption to stop her snarling and biting. In desperation, she peed all over the vet, then all over the nurse and all over her lead. We dripped our way through the waiting room, ponging all the way. What a diva! but I love her. As DD would say, we are now "non grattata" at the vets.
Tuesday lunchtime back at Jamies with old councillor friend who has been going through it with her husband and her friends (as have we). Most enjoyable meal and chat which progressed as we drifted down to the Art Gallery. Passed on the African art festival as requiring too much of our attention and had a genteel cup of Earl Grey before reparing homewards.
Today forgot birthday of dear friend. Knew it was today's date, just didn't know today was today's date. Who am I? What planet am I on?
Enrolled for one of my art classes this afternoon and managed to get exhibition dates sorted out for late October with an exciting workshop some time in November, I hope.
MDB enrolled in sculpture class which we both did a couple of years ago and it was hysterically funny, a laugh a minute. But don't think I can afford to do that as well as two art classes.
Saw TV programme tonight which said children in Manchester poorest in Britain as most single parents get less than £17,000 per year. Hah! Try being a pensioner on less than £7,000 a year but with all the same bills as if we were earning four or five times that amount. And still they keep building more and more stupid flats for those either with more money than sense or who have access to more benefits than sense....
Anyway, they can't possibly have as much fun as we happy few who are over the top in age and in work ethics and experience and oh - just over the top with fun.
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