Steve from England

As an addendum to earlier cos sommit else happened … not that this is a shock … Matt had bike number whatever it is stolen from town earlier on today. Because Northampton has the worst police force in the country there is sod all point telling them about it and, besides, no body but a fool would leave their bike in the town centre on full display all day long without expecting it to be gone. I am now of the opinion that him getting a motorbike may actually be a good idea and, because it means he’ll wear the safety gear, he’ll be safer than he was on the bike and be a lot more mobile thus meaning I don’t have to keep driving him everywhere.

As an addendum to earlier cos sommit else happened … not that this is a shock … Matt had bike number whatever it is stolen from town earlier on today. Because Northampton has the worst police force in the country there is sod all point telling them about it and, besides, no body but a fool would leave their bike in the town centre on full display all day long without expecting it to be gone. I am now of the opinion that him getting a motorbike may actually be a good idea and, because it means he’ll wear the safety gear, he’ll be safer than he was on the bike and be a lot more mobile thus meaning I don’t have to keep driving him everywhere.

... No Charge by J J Barrie from 1976 kind of just happened to me and I’d quite forgotten it. I may remember to play this to the kids next time they argue about their chores and expect something by return. Emotions, vibrant and flowing just now for reasons I can’t quite fathom and just about anything can bring me tears of joy or happiness … It’s possible I am quite enjoying this as quite often I am flat with my feelings just beneath a thick layer of ice … could be global warming I guess, is it wrong to blame that for everything? I have been pondering that maybe it is the subconscious awareness of my feelings as they were just a year ago and that may have some merit as I find that this often happens around July 10 th when my mum died. The feelings just match up to the time of year when maybe things that we don’t even notice are there to remind us or could it be an internal body clock that automatically knows the season? Whichever explanation I may eventually settle upon it

... No Charge by J J Barrie from 1976 kind of just happened to me and I’d quite forgotten it. I may remember to play this to the kids next time they argue about their chores and expect something by return. Emotions, vibrant and flowing just now for reasons I can’t quite fathom and just about anything can bring me tears of joy or happiness … It’s possible I am quite enjoying this as quite often I am flat with my feelings just beneath a thick layer of ice … could be global warming I guess, is it wrong to blame that for everything? I have been pondering that maybe it is the subconscious awareness of my feelings as they were just a year ago and that may have some merit as I find that this often happens around July 10 th when my mum died. The feelings just match up to the time of year when maybe things that we don’t even notice are there to remind us or could it be an internal body clock that automatically knows the season? Whichever explanation I may eventually settle upon it

Yesterday we did healing techiques at my relaxation class and I really enjoyed it. The woman I 'healed' seemed to think it went well for her and she felt a lot better afterwards ... if I am honest, I did feel a certain 'power' during the process. When I was 'healed' I can't say it felt of anything much. My hips ached when I was sitting down because the chair was so high my feet never reached the ground but apart from that I didn't feel any miracle cure but I keep an open mind on the subject. Earlir on today I went to the hospital to see my ENT Consultant. He seemed very sheepish (what the fuck does that mean?) and there was a lawyer at the door listening in to the conversation. He kept saying how sorry he was that everything had gone so badly and that he didn't know why things didn't go through, he could see nothing in the notes that would have stopped me being put on the waiting list. Anyway, to avoid yet another cock-up during my scheduled oper

Yesterday we did healing techiques at my relaxation class and I really enjoyed it. The woman I 'healed' seemed to think it went well for her and she felt a lot better afterwards ... if I am honest, I did feel a certain 'power' during the process. When I was 'healed' I can't say it felt of anything much. My hips ached when I was sitting down because the chair was so high my feet never reached the ground but apart from that I didn't feel any miracle cure but I keep an open mind on the subject. Earlir on today I went to the hospital to see my ENT Consultant. He seemed very sheepish (what the fuck does that mean?) and there was a lawyer at the door listening in to the conversation. He kept saying how sorry he was that everything had gone so badly and that he didn't know why things didn't go through, he could see nothing in the notes that would have stopped me being put on the waiting list. Anyway, to avoid yet another cock-up during my scheduled oper

Whilst considering whether or not I wanted to sue the hospital or not I had a brainwave … sod it all and sod off for a week! So, with out undue haste I paid a visit to the Respect website to see what was available as I really quite fancied a week in Gran Canaria but, alas, the prices were silly. Out of curiosity I looked at Ibiza , I had not been for a dozen years so wondered what it may have to offer. I was amazed to see a price of £115 each all inclusive of flights as well. Well, there are some offers that just cannot be refused and that was one of them so I paid on the Monday and we flew out on the Sunday with Robin giving us a lift to Gatwick. Flights all swift and efficient with the exception of the landing which was anything but … no, I sit corrected; it was swift, way too swift! We hit the ground hard; the air brakes went on full blast followed a short while later by the wheel brakes, some significant screeching from the rubber on tarmac and a turn off at the last acc

Whilst considering whether or not I wanted to sue the hospital or not I had a brainwave … sod it all and sod off for a week! So, with out undue haste I paid a visit to the Respect website to see what was available as I really quite fancied a week in Gran Canaria but, alas, the prices were silly. Out of curiosity I looked at Ibiza , I had not been for a dozen years so wondered what it may have to offer. I was amazed to see a price of £115 each all inclusive of flights as well. Well, there are some offers that just cannot be refused and that was one of them so I paid on the Monday and we flew out on the Sunday with Robin giving us a lift to Gatwick. Flights all swift and efficient with the exception of the landing which was anything but … no, I sit corrected; it was swift, way too swift! We hit the ground hard; the air brakes went on full blast followed a short while later by the wheel brakes, some significant screeching from the rubber on tarmac and a turn off at the last acc

Seems I was right about the hospital and they did make a cock up. The woman investigating called me earlier today to say that the registrar I saw last March made a terrible recording of a letter about my operation so when the consultants secretary got it, she couldn't understand what she was saying. Easy enough to resolve we would have thought but no, apparently not. The secretary went on holiday meaning to sort it out upon her return and, of course, she didn't, it got left. So this is a letter saying that someone may have cancer so needs an urgent operation which got left whilst someone else went on holiday and then forgotten about totally. It really was not until I wrote them that they realised the mistake and made the appointment for surgery. I mentioned the complication of surgery to the nurse that did my pre-operative examination and she said that yes, it was all in the notes; they'd pick up on that. I mentioned it to the anaesthetist on the day of the operation and he

Seems I was right about the hospital and they did make a cock up. The woman investigating called me earlier today to say that the registrar I saw last March made a terrible recording of a letter about my operation so when the consultants secretary got it, she couldn't understand what she was saying. Easy enough to resolve we would have thought but no, apparently not. The secretary went on holiday meaning to sort it out upon her return and, of course, she didn't, it got left. So this is a letter saying that someone may have cancer so needs an urgent operation which got left whilst someone else went on holiday and then forgotten about totally. It really was not until I wrote them that they realised the mistake and made the appointment for surgery. I mentioned the complication of surgery to the nurse that did my pre-operative examination and she said that yes, it was all in the notes; they'd pick up on that. I mentioned it to the anaesthetist on the day of the operation and he

Every now and then I do something totally spontaneous. This is one of those times. I have been having that feeling that I need a holiday and seeing as we spent a long time and a challenging time getting John a passport, somewhere out of the country seemed to fit the bill. Being a creature of habit my first thought was to Disneyland Paris but on checking found that they were fully booked on most hotels and that can only mean one thing … very long queues on everything so ‘sod that’. Tried Gran Canaria next but that was silly money so I called the guys at Respect and asked where was cheap and poofie. So, we are ‘going to Ibiza, sunbeams sunbeams’ (I hope) this Sunday. The price is excellent at around £300 for the two of us for a week, flights included. We do have to sort out our own transfer from the airport but I cannot see that being a huge problem, about 20 minutes in a taxi from what I can see. Off subject, excuse I … my ENT consultant arranged an appointment for me to go visit him on

Every now and then I do something totally spontaneous. This is one of those times. I have been having that feeling that I need a holiday and seeing as we spent a long time and a challenging time getting John a passport, somewhere out of the country seemed to fit the bill. Being a creature of habit my first thought was to Disneyland Paris but on checking found that they were fully booked on most hotels and that can only mean one thing … very long queues on everything so ‘sod that’. Tried Gran Canaria next but that was silly money so I called the guys at Respect and asked where was cheap and poofie. So, we are ‘going to Ibiza, sunbeams sunbeams’ (I hope) this Sunday. The price is excellent at around £300 for the two of us for a week, flights included. We do have to sort out our own transfer from the airport but I cannot see that being a huge problem, about 20 minutes in a taxi from what I can see. Off subject, excuse I … my ENT consultant arranged an appointment for me to go visit him on

Another relaxing weekend at Gary & Toms though some doubt whether they paid their share of the Pizza Hut bill or not as we seem to be down a lot of money … OK, £15 but it’s a lot out of the weekly benefits! Came home and the house was tidy except for a leaking pipe which meant the dishwasher and washing machine needed to be taken out and the surrounding areas cleaned, the pipe fixed and all put back. Zoey’s computer was playing up so I had to near on rebuild that. The shower head fell off the pipe so both needed replacing, £35 gone. I bought 2 Christmas Presents online, that’ll save some time, planning a trip in a week or so as John has a passport now. My throat is really quite sore so eating is painful but I shall just keep an eye on it and see what develops, any worse and I am at the GP surgery to get it sorted.

Another relaxing weekend at Gary & Toms though some doubt whether they paid their share of the Pizza Hut bill or not as we seem to be down a lot of money … OK, £15 but it’s a lot out of the weekly benefits! Came home and the house was tidy except for a leaking pipe which meant the dishwasher and washing machine needed to be taken out and the surrounding areas cleaned, the pipe fixed and all put back. Zoey’s computer was playing up so I had to near on rebuild that. The shower head fell off the pipe so both needed replacing, £35 gone. I bought 2 Christmas Presents online, that’ll save some time, planning a trip in a week or so as John has a passport now. My throat is really quite sore so eating is painful but I shall just keep an eye on it and see what develops, any worse and I am at the GP surgery to get it sorted.