Sunday 1st March 2009
Seems the periods between postings is getting longer and longer! Time to rabbit some more.
Last Friday, we finally got to the tree planting. Jude's sister Karen flew over from England to be here for it. I was getting real down just thinking about it in the run-up, because I thought it could turn out to be a depressing occasion, dredging up old memories and hurts. Simon dealt with collecting her ashes, and Joanne dealt with getting the tree and organising the forestry people to be there to actually plant it. I have to say, I was very impressed by the way the forestry guy dealt with it all - he was kind, respectful, and sympathetic. I've written a letter thanking him for the way he conducted it (bearing in mind that he's a forestry worker and not a gravedigger, and he looks after 3000 acres of trees!). The one really odd note was that Jude's mother wasn't there. Now I know it had to be an emotional time for her too, but she has known about this for weeks, yet she managed to have a 'vital' appointment 80 miles away. I thought that was peculiar. However, diffrent strokes for diffrent folks. I have to add my OWN peculiarity here (about which I was cross-examined by my irreverant No 2 son ). My usual, and preferred, form of dress these days is jeans and sweater - I spent too many years conforming to 'dress codes', and I feel comfortable with what I wear. However, this whole event was to me something of a funeral,and a bit of respect was called for. As such, I felt it fitting to at least dress up a bit...nothing elaborate like a suit, but at least trousers and collar and tie. So of COURSE everyone else turned up in jeans!!
Soo....all proceeded according to plan. The tree was planted, the ashes were scattered, and all in a quiet manner, yet not 'stiff and formal' Then, because we planned on a lunch in a nearby restaurant and it was yet early, we all went for a stroll. The whole atmosphere was relaxed, for which I am mightily glad. Now that those last bits are taken care of, maybe there will be some closure, though there is one step yet to be taken that no one has had the courage to broach yet - the subject of Jude's clothes, which are all still hanging in wardrobes and packed in drawers. Still, we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
Sunday, 1 March 2009
Sunday, 25 January 2009
Sunday, 25th January 2009
OK.....so its been a while since I wrote anything! Its hard to write about NOTHING......how the hell people keep diaries for YEARS beats me!!
So...maybe a recap of some of the things going on here.......
David got Jude's life insurance paid out....that was THE biggie. His house is now paid off, and secure, and he is relieved of the mortage payments. That was the thing I worried about most, that he'd lose the house. Its safe now. Plus he actually got serious and set up trust funds and stuff like that for Thomas........all good stuff :).
'Flu has been going through the family like the black death, though luckily (so far) I have'nt got it (but if I could find a bookie that would take that bet???). Bad enough to have David staying here while I played nursie....I mean, Nell, David, and Thomas all at once? Plus Daniel, plus my darling daughter (who is the worlds WORST patient!!).
Today was Megan's birthday.....she was born on the day my Dad died, so this is ONE birthday I can remember. Claire held a party.......and 17 (count them, SEVENTEEN!) lil girlies attended. I can only say that there were two little boys....Daniel and Thomas. Can you wonder why **I** managed to avoid that party? I cannot IMAGINE a worse hell !! :). Sooo...David and I had a very peaceful afternoon, watching movies that the bastard downloaded on MY capped connection (which is almost BUST for this month! ). Still...'Slumdog Millionaire' is good......the other one, not so good (in fact, total crap) - Tropic Thunder, it was called. Total waste of good bandwidth and disk space :)
Tomorrow, I will visit the gravesite, with flowers etc, as ya do. I STILL feel the loss of my Dad very strongly, in fact I think I always will. Odd....up to the point where I joined the RAF, my Dad and I fought like cats and dogs (and I mean fought...we DID come to blows!), but from that moment on we were the best of mates. He taught me TONS after that.......or is it that it was then that I started listening and learning? He was an engineer of the old school, a toolmaker, which then was the top of the engineering tree. I guess it was from him I learnt never to throw anything out because there is always a fix. Dad, if you are listening or watching, DAMN IT!!... you might have shown me how to fix things, but you never once told me how to get RID of things!!! This is why I now live in a junk shop!!
OK.....so its been a while since I wrote anything! Its hard to write about NOTHING......how the hell people keep diaries for YEARS beats me!!
So...maybe a recap of some of the things going on here.......
David got Jude's life insurance paid out....that was THE biggie. His house is now paid off, and secure, and he is relieved of the mortage payments. That was the thing I worried about most, that he'd lose the house. Its safe now. Plus he actually got serious and set up trust funds and stuff like that for Thomas........all good stuff :).
'Flu has been going through the family like the black death, though luckily (so far) I have'nt got it (but if I could find a bookie that would take that bet???). Bad enough to have David staying here while I played nursie....I mean, Nell, David, and Thomas all at once? Plus Daniel, plus my darling daughter (who is the worlds WORST patient!!).
Today was Megan's birthday.....she was born on the day my Dad died, so this is ONE birthday I can remember
Tomorrow, I will visit the gravesite, with flowers etc, as ya do. I STILL feel the loss of my Dad very strongly, in fact I think I always will. Odd....up to the point where I joined the RAF, my Dad and I fought like cats and dogs (and I mean fought...we DID come to blows!), but from that moment on we were the best of mates. He taught me TONS after that.......or is it that it was then that I started listening and learning? He was an engineer of the old school, a toolmaker, which then was the top of the engineering tree. I guess it was from him I learnt never to throw anything out because there is always a fix. Dad, if you are listening or watching, DAMN IT!!... you might have shown me how to fix things, but you never once told me how to get RID of things!!! This is why I now live in a junk shop!!
Monday, 29 December 2008
Monday 29th December 2008
Not much to say (again!). One little snippet is.... Yesterday, David and his friends had organised a cooking competition. They do this kind of thing every few months - the last one was for Lasagne. This one was different, this one was on MY turf.....curries :).
So....I am thinking, SHEESH, this is gonna be a walkover :). First you have to define what a curry actually IS. And its all things to all people...from a mildly spiced stew to something that raises the hairs on the back of your neck. Well, to me, curry means HOT. Hell, its MEANT to be spicy!! A curry is something you and your mates desire after a night in the pub, makes ya sweat a lot, gives you the hiccups, makes your eyes water, and lets you crap through the eye of a needle while sitting on a hot poker (ok, that was a bit crude.....but I couldn't resist :) ).
I also have to point out that one of David's friends is a professional chef!!
Sooo....saturday evening, there I am, chopping and stirring and all the prep work ya do. I am thinking.....this one is gonna be PERFECT! (My curries tend to be a bit ad-hoc - just usually whatever is available ). Now the ESSENCE of a curry is LONG and SLOW cooking so all the bits come together. Well MINE cooked all night (in that magical slow cooker), VERY slowly :). By Sunday afternoon, I was all set to go, while David is still destroying my kitchen (he's the messiest cook I ever met, and I have a THING about clearing up stuff as you go along ).
Finally all is ready....and off he goes bearing HIS contribution, and mine.
At NINE o'clock that night, I still had not heard!! The plonker was supposed to ring me with the results, only got waylaid with Thomas and stuff. Eventually I found out I came second.....beaten by (you guessed it) the professional chef. There's no justice in this world :). (I was all ready to copyright the bloody recipe, too!).
Ah well...............may all those BIASED people get Delhi Belly!! :).
Not much to say (again!). One little snippet is.... Yesterday, David and his friends had organised a cooking competition. They do this kind of thing every few months - the last one was for Lasagne. This one was different, this one was on MY turf.....curries :).
So....I am thinking, SHEESH, this is gonna be a walkover :). First you have to define what a curry actually IS. And its all things to all people...from a mildly spiced stew to something that raises the hairs on the back of your neck. Well, to me, curry means HOT. Hell, its MEANT to be spicy!! A curry is something you and your mates desire after a night in the pub, makes ya sweat a lot, gives you the hiccups, makes your eyes water, and lets you crap through the eye of a needle while sitting on a hot poker (ok, that was a bit crude.....but I couldn't resist :) ).
I also have to point out that one of David's friends is a professional chef!!
Sooo....saturday evening, there I am, chopping and stirring and all the prep work ya do. I am thinking.....this one is gonna be PERFECT! (My curries tend to be a bit ad-hoc - just usually whatever is available ). Now the ESSENCE of a curry is LONG and SLOW cooking so all the bits come together. Well MINE cooked all night (in that magical slow cooker), VERY slowly :). By Sunday afternoon, I was all set to go, while David is still destroying my kitchen (he's the messiest cook I ever met, and I have a THING about clearing up stuff as you go along ).
Finally all is ready....and off he goes bearing HIS contribution, and mine.
At NINE o'clock that night, I still had not heard!! The plonker was supposed to ring me with the results, only got waylaid with Thomas and stuff. Eventually I found out I came second.....beaten by (you guessed it) the professional chef. There's no justice in this world :). (I was all ready to copyright the bloody recipe, too!).
Ah well...............may all those BIASED people get Delhi Belly!! :).
Saturday, 27 December 2008
Saturday 27th December 2008 - more
I meant to add...yesterday, Boxing day, I got to visit (online-wise) with a very old dear friend in Texas, who was having HER family to visit. So I got to see them all (I've met them all before, but this year the kids are much more aware, if you see what I mean.........it was just good to see them all. Sorta makes 22 Charing Cross Road look a bit Victorian, don't it :).
I meant to add...yesterday, Boxing day, I got to visit (online-wise) with a very old dear friend in Texas, who was having HER family to visit. So I got to see them all (I've met them all before, but this year the kids are much more aware, if you see what I mean.........it was just good to see them all. Sorta makes 22 Charing Cross Road look a bit Victorian, don't it :).
Saturday, 27th December 2008
Well now!....dust has settled on Christmas so mebbe time for some natter....
So .... 'the arm' (I should really do that bit in capitals!)
Went to my appointment on 22nd, expecting to HAVE an MRI. How stupid was that? I arrive at the outpatients with a good 15 minutes to spare (in case you've forgotten, the appointment was for 8pm). I thought I had arrived in a ghost town! There was NO one to be seen anywhere, not even to ask for directions. ANYONE could be getting away with murder! But eventually I found the right place (he said, skimming over the bit where he was getting madder and madder by the minute). Nice little asian nurse, with the BROADEST Belfast accent you ever heard, smiled at my moans, took my details, then showed me to a cubicle. Right on the dot of 8pm, in comes the consultant. Shakes my hand, exchanges a few pleasantries, then starts grilling me on the history of 'the arm'. After that comes the prodding and poking and banging with those little rubber hammer things doctors delight in. Honest to God...within about 4 minutes from the start, he sits back and says, 'Right, I have my diagnosis - you have a nerve trapped by the 6th cervical'....(and at this stage i LOSE it.....he's asian and I am struggling to follow his accent). But hold on a minute here!!...I knew I had a trapped nerve...I'm supposed to be here for a bloody MRI !!! Doctor then goes on to lay out options, all two of them. All these TWO options, naturally, follow on from MORE tests - by which he means a REAL MRI instead of the con trick this one turned out to be :). Options are, steroid injections or an operation. Discussions will follow on results of tests......yeah, ok, whatever you say..... Its only BEEN a year already!
Christmas. Well what can I say? Started the day with my nose kind of out of joint because this is the first year not cooking dinner and having the family HERE.......and ended the day quite getting into this 'no work' stuff. So there I sat....on the sofa being harrassed by kidlings....and with one eye watching Simon and Claire dash around like blue-assed flies trying to get everything prepared and on time etc etc, as ya do....and naturally with a nice glass of sherry in my hand (twas a wee bit early for the brandy ). The more frantic things got in the kitchen, the more laid back I got about it all, thinking to myself, 'hey, I can live with this' . The kids were GREAT! As you would expect......all excited about what Santa had brought them, all wound up about all that was going on around them, all the company...just FUN. Did I mention they had a captive audience?....me?
There is a little aside to all this. Previously, when my Mum and Dad were alive but getting on in years, and everyone came HERE for Christmas, I would take little video's of things that were going on. Right there, in MOST of the little video's, is my Dad, sitting on the sofa, just looking round and smiling at the antics of kids. The thought suddenly struck me............I am my Dad all over again! Now thats SCARY!!
As for the meal?...well,son, if you ever get to read this...........work on your veggies. Apart from that, it was perfect! (and by the way, the dogs thought so too )
A further addendum to all this Christmas meal stuff. Later on, David, (who had obviously been mulling this over in his head) mooted the idea that next year HE should play host. Well...bring it on!!
Well now!....dust has settled on Christmas so mebbe time for some natter....
So .... 'the arm' (I should really do that bit in capitals!)
Went to my appointment on 22nd, expecting to HAVE an MRI. How stupid was that? I arrive at the outpatients with a good 15 minutes to spare (in case you've forgotten, the appointment was for 8pm). I thought I had arrived in a ghost town! There was NO one to be seen anywhere, not even to ask for directions. ANYONE could be getting away with murder! But eventually I found the right place (he said, skimming over the bit where he was getting madder and madder by the minute). Nice little asian nurse, with the BROADEST Belfast accent you ever heard, smiled at my moans, took my details, then showed me to a cubicle. Right on the dot of 8pm, in comes the consultant. Shakes my hand, exchanges a few pleasantries, then starts grilling me on the history of 'the arm'. After that comes the prodding and poking and banging with those little rubber hammer things doctors delight in. Honest to God...within about 4 minutes from the start, he sits back and says, 'Right, I have my diagnosis - you have a nerve trapped by the 6th cervical'....(and at this stage i LOSE it.....he's asian and I am struggling to follow his accent). But hold on a minute here!!...I knew I had a trapped nerve...I'm supposed to be here for a bloody MRI !!! Doctor then goes on to lay out options, all two of them. All these TWO options, naturally, follow on from MORE tests - by which he means a REAL MRI instead of the con trick this one turned out to be :). Options are, steroid injections or an operation. Discussions will follow on results of tests.
Christmas. Well what can I say? Started the day with my nose kind of out of joint because this is the first year not cooking dinner and having the family HERE.......and ended the day quite getting into this 'no work' stuff
There is a little aside to all this. Previously, when my Mum and Dad were alive but getting on in years, and everyone came HERE for Christmas, I would take little video's of things that were going on. Right there, in MOST of the little video's, is my Dad, sitting on the sofa, just looking round and smiling at the antics of kids. The thought suddenly struck me............I am my Dad all over again! Now thats SCARY!!
As for the meal?...well,son, if you ever get to read this...........work on your veggies
A further addendum to all this Christmas meal stuff. Later on, David, (who had obviously been mulling this over in his head) mooted the idea that next year HE should play host. Well...bring it on!!
Saturday, 20 December 2008
Sadurday 20th December 2008
OK.........its been too long since I done anything here. Mainly because to me it seems nothing happens worth writing about. However.......gotta write something :)
On the techie front (always a good place to start). I was wandering around Tesco's the other day, looking for inspiration (as ya do).....and I find a webcam on sale for a mere £5. Now given that my own webcam, which cost me a bloody FORTUNE when I got it, seems now to be on its last legs, this was a no brainer. Installed FINE on XP....got a pic and everything, though I have not had a chance yet to try it out with a third party. THEN I dual booted Vista. Nightmare!!! First, because I really don't LIKE Vista, it had been a while since I booted it - and naturally there is a TON of updates to be done. So I let it get on with it. ONly.....it seemed like after every update, I had to reboot. Guys, this is a LOT of rebooting!! Well finally I get to the point where I think all this nonsense is finished, so I can now try installing the new cam. Guess what?....more rebooting. BUT.....not without some trouble I finally get it installed.......only to be told I need to reboot again. So I do. Then what?...now that I got VISTA all patched up etc etc ad bloody nauseum, the bloody thing THEN tells me its got ANOTHER update...only this time its a service pack. I bow to the inevitable, and let it go ahead. (keep in mind this is all just to install a cheapo webcam!!) WELL!!...the FINAL tally was a good EIGHT hours of patching and installing before I could even get to look at the cam to see if it worked. (It did) No wonder Vista gets slated........that amount of time before you can actually DO anything is just plain ridiculous!
On a kind of parallel note, the OLD webcam is now moved over to Linux....and works. Admittedly there were a FEW issues (still is), but in general its fine (apart from the crappy picture it now puts out that makes me look like I just overdosed on carrot juice after being locked in a tanning booth)
The foundling. Well......he now has FOUR teeth.....and is practicing like mad with them :) He's into chewing everything he can get his hands on. Including any flesh that wanders his way :) He's also finding his legs. He's got a baby walker thing, and he's tickled pink with himself that he can (a) stand up in it and (b) make the damn thing move (backwards only, at the moment) He's a perfect little delight.....always GRINNING!! I think he and Daniel are going to be mates...... I had to borrow Joanne's digital vid cam to try keeping up with all this development, and now I need to get it all burnt on to a DVD. Getting it shrunk enough to share on the internet is also now a bit of a problem.......I'm running out of disk space! Do I hear shopping trip being muttered in the background here??
Monday coming, I have my appointment for an MRI on my neck/shoulder. At 8pm! I really now don't expect much to come of it all, after talking a lot with DR Stu about what is possible and what is NOT possible. Ah well....maybe I can become ambidextrous :) Its the STUPID little things that get me!....like just buttoning a shirt when you can't FEEL the damn buttons!!
aaaccckk!!...now I'm angry with myself!!
OK.........its been too long since I done anything here. Mainly because to me it seems nothing happens worth writing about. However.......gotta write something :)
On the techie front (always a good place to start). I was wandering around Tesco's the other day, looking for inspiration (as ya do).....and I find a webcam on sale for a mere £5. Now given that my own webcam, which cost me a bloody FORTUNE when I got it, seems now to be on its last legs, this was a no brainer. Installed FINE on XP....got a pic and everything, though I have not had a chance yet to try it out with a third party. THEN I dual booted Vista. Nightmare!!! First, because I really don't LIKE Vista, it had been a while since I booted it - and naturally there is a TON of updates to be done. So I let it get on with it. ONly.....it seemed like after every update, I had to reboot. Guys, this is a LOT of rebooting!! Well finally I get to the point where I think all this nonsense is finished, so I can now try installing the new cam. Guess what?....more rebooting. BUT.....not without some trouble I finally get it installed.......only to be told I need to reboot again. So I do. Then what?...now that I got VISTA all patched up etc etc ad bloody nauseum, the bloody thing THEN tells me its got ANOTHER update...only this time its a service pack. I bow to the inevitable, and let it go ahead. (keep in mind this is all just to install a cheapo webcam!!) WELL!!...the FINAL tally was a good EIGHT hours of patching and installing before I could even get to look at the cam to see if it worked. (It did
On a kind of parallel note, the OLD webcam is now moved over to Linux....and works. Admittedly there were a FEW issues (still is), but in general its fine (apart from the crappy picture it now puts out that makes me look like I just overdosed on carrot juice after being locked in a tanning booth
The foundling. Well......he now has FOUR teeth.....and is practicing like mad with them :) He's into chewing everything he can get his hands on. Including any flesh that wanders his way :) He's also finding his legs. He's got a baby walker thing, and he's tickled pink with himself that he can (a) stand up in it and (b) make the damn thing move (backwards only, at the moment
Monday coming, I have my appointment for an MRI on my neck/shoulder. At 8pm! I really now don't expect much to come of it all, after talking a lot with DR Stu about what is possible and what is NOT possible. Ah well....maybe I can become ambidextrous :) Its the STUPID little things that get me!....like just buttoning a shirt when you can't FEEL the damn buttons!!
aaaccckk!!...now I'm angry with myself!!
Monday, 1 December 2008
Monday 1st December 2008
Time for some kind of update, I suppose, though I have no idea about WHAT! So..herewith me rambling :).
Things now is in a kind of flux (re Thomas). With David being mobile again, he's able to go straight home from work and get the place warmed up. The obvious corollary is, we have been seeing less of David. No doubt things will settle down into some kind of routine, but at the moment its a bit 'suck it and see'. Still, there have been no major disasters, so thats gotta be a good thing.
Its been one of them days where the sun shines BRIGHT, yet its bloody freezing outside, and the frost in the shadows never melts. Quite perfect weather for walking :). So we did. Nell pushed the pram with Thomas, and I pushed the buggy with Daniel, and we took off down the towpath. Loaded with stale bread, I might add :) . Ducks and swans got fed, Daniel thoroughly enjoying that, and Thomas, with his little bright enquiring eyes looking at everything. Well....he got a wee bit fractious towards the end, but it WAS past his feed time, so that was forgivable :). It also knocked Daniel out - when ya gotta sleep, ya gotta sleep :). Was good :).
New flat screen monitor is now in place, and the omens are favourable. Things look good at the bigger resolution now possible. I should have bought one of these things ages ago! I like it :).
Also on the techie front? The fancy DVD recorder that Joanne bought me last Christmas has been being put through its paces. Not, of course, without a few glitches (and coasters!) along the way. I had saved all kinds of stuff on the sky+ box, and I was running out of space, so it was time for some burning. Ever tried reading a manual with one hand while spoonfeeding a baby with the other? Its quite difficult :). Now, of course, I need to resupply my stock of DVD's - did I mention I made a few mistakes along the way? :). Keeping up with technology just gets more difficult by the day!
What else? Joanne. Dr Stu had one of them fancy Iphone things (the original version), which was freely updated for him to the latest version. Joanne then got his OLD one, which she promptly managed (after a few weeks use) completely knacker. Daughter, is it any wonder I send you back to the shops to deal with stuff like this? The OLD one was still in warranty, so she complains. Then follows all the 'returns' crap that you have to go through. The bottom line is, tonight, right in the middle of zoo time known as dinner, UPS arrives with a parcel. When Joanne arrives, and the parcel is opened, what is inside? You probably guessed....a brand new MK 2 Iphone. Does the expression 'falling in shit and smelling like a rose' mean anything?
enough for now....maybe when I have a couple of brandies, I'll add :).
Time for some kind of update, I suppose, though I have no idea about WHAT! So..herewith me rambling :).
Things now is in a kind of flux (re Thomas). With David being mobile again, he's able to go straight home from work and get the place warmed up. The obvious corollary is, we have been seeing less of David. No doubt things will settle down into some kind of routine, but at the moment its a bit 'suck it and see'. Still, there have been no major disasters, so thats gotta be a good thing.
Its been one of them days where the sun shines BRIGHT, yet its bloody freezing outside, and the frost in the shadows never melts. Quite perfect weather for walking :). So we did. Nell pushed the pram with Thomas, and I pushed the buggy with Daniel, and we took off down the towpath. Loaded with stale bread, I might add :) . Ducks and swans got fed, Daniel thoroughly enjoying that, and Thomas, with his little bright enquiring eyes looking at everything. Well....he got a wee bit fractious towards the end, but it WAS past his feed time, so that was forgivable :). It also knocked Daniel out - when ya gotta sleep, ya gotta sleep :). Was good :).
New flat screen monitor is now in place, and the omens are favourable. Things look good at the bigger resolution now possible. I should have bought one of these things ages ago! I like it :).
Also on the techie front? The fancy DVD recorder that Joanne bought me last Christmas has been being put through its paces. Not, of course, without a few glitches (and coasters!) along the way. I had saved all kinds of stuff on the sky+ box, and I was running out of space, so it was time for some burning. Ever tried reading a manual with one hand while spoonfeeding a baby with the other? Its quite difficult :). Now, of course, I need to resupply my stock of DVD's - did I mention I made a few mistakes along the way? :). Keeping up with technology just gets more difficult by the day!
What else? Joanne. Dr Stu had one of them fancy Iphone things (the original version), which was freely updated for him to the latest version. Joanne then got his OLD one, which she promptly managed (after a few weeks use) completely knacker. Daughter, is it any wonder I send you back to the shops to deal with stuff like this? The OLD one was still in warranty, so she complains. Then follows all the 'returns' crap that you have to go through. The bottom line is, tonight, right in the middle of zoo time known as dinner, UPS arrives with a parcel. When Joanne arrives, and the parcel is opened, what is inside? You probably guessed....a brand new MK 2 Iphone. Does the expression 'falling in shit and smelling like a rose' mean anything?
enough for now....maybe when I have a couple of brandies, I'll add :).
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