Mithered

Saturday, February 8th, 2014 03:52 pm
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How do you make someone eat or drink when they don't want to, or feel like it?

I'm visiting my Mum and Sister in Shrewsbury.

Mum still isn't right. Mentally she's a lot better, but she gets tired very easily, sleeps a lot and doesn't eat or drink nearly enough. Last night she went to bed around 9.30 and didn't get up until around 11.00 this morning. After a couple of hours or so, in which time she had half a very small dish of porridge and maybe two mouthfuls of tea, she went back to bed for an hour feeling light headed.

I made her a cheese and ham sandwich. Just one slice of bread. She ate a single, small bite, of a size that would have shamed a toddler. Now, a couple of hours on, she is attempting a banana. After two bites I have had to tell her to force it down, because she really doesn't want to eat it. Her blood sugar levels must be as low as you can get; it's no wonder she feels light headed.

At this rate she's going to be back in hospital in a week or so, getting fluids etc through a drip. She doesn't want that and neither do we.

But it doesn't alter the fact that she barely eats or drinks.

On the positive side, she is reasonably cheerful and good humoured.

But I don't know what we're going to do, to be honest, if she doesn't improve. There just aren't the services there used to be; no cover. And although she gets more support from the family than many of her age do, she is still on her own one full day a week.

I dunno.

Just William

Saturday, August 24th, 2013 02:44 pm
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This charming little fellow is, we think, a stray, perhaps feral young tom that visits us regularly. He is quite timid and won't let people get too close to him; we've never managed to get closer than a couple of metres before he bolts.

Our neighbours, [livejournal.com profile] ingenue_the and [livejournal.com profile] harold_chasen are already owned by a family of three cats and have therefore found it necessary to chase this chappy off on the occasions that he has found his way into their kitchen looking for food. They are not nasty to him, or anything, but the ruling mogs like their own territory.

Anyway, William as we have taken to calling him, on account of his often-heard "come out and play" mewling, was getting noticeably thinner - quite boney, in fact, so we have been leaving a little food out for him. Not enough to make him fat, but enough, hopefully, to keep body and soul together. The tactic appears to be working as we have generally stuck to a routine. He comes by, has a snack and goes on his way. William is now looking rather better-fed, but still won't come too close.

We put some dry food out when his bedraggled form appeared just after the rain this afternoon. He was clearly tempted, but disappeared off when he saw me sitting in the conservatory.

Any thoughts on how to entice him in, at all? We don't necessarily want him roaming the house, but we would be quite happy for him to shelter in the conservatory when it is open and we're not going to shoo him off.

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Well, there we are. A new Royal Baby. As far as I can tell from the media coverage, absolutely nothing else happened in the world, yesterday. The normal run-of-the-mill events that arise in a global population of over 7 billion souls paused and the world held its collective breath. Or something along those lines.

The main hilarity of the day was looking at Twitter and wondering if you could guess from the various feeds, if you didn’t know already, which of the US and the UK is the monarchy and which the republic. The US feeds were full of awe and wonder, while the UK ones were generally either ignoring the event, or taking the piss. This is entirely as it should be.

I did have a slight tongue-in-cheek (on my part at least) spat with a friend when he grumbled on Farcebørk about yet another useless parasite born to a life on the dole. Well, he’s a republican, so that’s fair enough, but he’s also a socialist, so I had to pick him up about the fact that state hand outs are what it’s all about if you’re a socialist. I suggested that they could, if he preferred, take back the Crown Estate and live off that instead of receiving the reduced amount the government allocates them having abolished the Civil List (which was the pay off for the Crown Estate in the first place).

The response was predictable outrage. “You’d prefer them to live off stolen property instead?”

Well, why not? That’s what we all do in a capitalist society, isn’t it? Certainly if your viewpoint is socialist, all property is theft; all labour is stolen from you by the faceless oppressor. If you own your own house, someone somewhere, even if in the remote past was dispossessed for the freehold to come available, eventually, to you.

And he is English but living in America. I suspect you only have to go back a little over 300 years to find some indigenous tribe that was thrown off the land his house is built on. If they’re lucky, the tribe was relocated to the shittiest place available locally and given enough booze to drink themselves into oblivion. More likely, they were rounded up and shot, or died of starvation because of heroes like Buffalo Bill wiping out their food source.

Be a republican by all means, but don’t blame the Royal Family for living a better socialist lifestyle than you do, with bigger and better state handouts. It’s not fair.

I may or may not mean most of this post, before you go off on one.

Enigma Variations

Monday, January 7th, 2013 02:34 pm
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So yesterday we went to Bletchley Park, home of Enigma and Colossus for a look-see.

Furtle and I dragged ourselves out of bed at the unaccustomed time (on a Sunday) of 7.30am –egad, it was a hard thing to do – breakfasted and caught the bus to Wanstead to meet [livejournal.com profile] mrtonylee and [livejournal.com profile] literaryrose for the drive up to Bletchley, where we rendezvoused with [livejournal.com profile] rinkyandmerlin and Ant.

With the exception of the house and original outbuildings themselves, a lot of the old Second World War huts need a fair amount of refurbishment, though it’s hard to see where the loot for that will come from in this age of renewed austerity. Nonetheless, it’s an interesting museum, very interesting. I have to admit, though, that as I read more and more of the technical specs of the Enigma machines and such wonders as the Turing Bombe and finally Colossus and so and so forth, the sound of the Magic Roundabout theme tune started playing in my head and overwrote any conscious thought. Suffice it to say that a lot of people brained for a long time to great effect at Bletchley Park in the dark days of World War Two.

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Today is our first full day in Germany, for our long awaited holiday/honeymoon. I am writing this on [livejournal.com profile] ellefurtle's iPad, so if it all comes out a bit wonky its because I'm not used to the touch keypad, or have missed one of Apple's mysterious word substitutions.

We flew in yesterday from London City Airport, having allowed rather longer than necessary to get there. I've never a used London City before and I have to say that it's really rather nice - for an airport. Very small and compact,though when we went to get on the plane itself, I did did rather think that I should have brought goggles.

To kill time before boarding, we had coffee, with afforded Furtle the opportunity to misunderstand one advert and misread another. The fist was advertising a chicken and bacon club. "I think I should like that club," she said, before realising that it was a sandwich (although that doesn't invalidate the observation). The second misreading was the advert that had a picture of a bacon sarnie, and the legend, according to her first parsing of it, "The best bacon, Fatty". We nearly peed ourselves laughing and everyone's mush have thought us mad. I don't know where she got the comma from, though I can imagine the word "butty" transmogrifying into fatty. "I thought it was a bit direct!" she said.

I don't think there were any other shenanigans to be had in the airport, though we did pass a doors labelled 'rhubarb' on the way to the aeroplane.

We arrived in Zurich ten minutes ahead of schedule and promptly lost that advantage in passport control as we were in the only queue where the family at the desk had a somehow managed to mess up their papers. Still, we got out reasonably promptly, picked up the bags and founD the bahnhoff. We assumed that we had missed the train that we were hoping to catch, but it was a couple of minutes late, so we made it!

The train journey to Konstanz was uneventful, we found a taxi and got to the hotel before their odd reception closing time of 8.30 and checked into the room. The room itself is comfortable a enough though it has comedy curtains, which don't quite cover the entire window at any point, which is okay in the daytime, but potentially embarrassing at night. The wifi is a bit wonky, though free, but it does mean that we are unlikely to be able to post photos until we get home (or at least move up to Heidelberg later in the week). Now I have to say this is a bit of a shame. I posted a couple of pictures on Farcebörk last night, but they took ages to upload - one is of seriously low quality and we are going to get abetted Picture today or tomorrow in the daylight. You won,t believe the scroll on that statue!

We discovered a rather splendid Brauhaus in the altstadt where we had dinner and a couple of home brews before wandEring back to the hotel and collapsing for the night. Today we are going to take a look at the lake and possibly take a trip on the water. I expect we'll explore Konstanz a bit, too.

More to come in due course. Toodles, amigos.

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Dummkopf

Monday, July 2nd, 2012 12:55 pm
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Being, as suggested by the title, a dummkopf, I have left the photos I was going to scan in Shrewsbury. This is not easily remedied as one is on the train out of Liverpool Street on the way home to Ilford.

In lieu of ancient, possibly hilarious, certainly embarrassing scans of a youthful [livejournal.com profile] caddyman, please accept this photograph of the Wrekin, taken from the grounds of the Wroxeter Hotel:

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Team building

Thursday, May 3rd, 2012 08:47 am
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This month has seen the final winding up of my old division and the incorporation of those of us who remain into another division and indeed, directorate.

For the next couple of months it probably won't have much of an impact as we carry on winding down the old subsidy system and such, but today we have a team-building exercise with the new division.

Part of this joyous occasion includes what has been labelled on the agenda as 'speed dating' which is to say that we have to introduce ourselves to the division and come armed with an interesting fact about ourselves.

I didn't give much thought to it, I must confess. Once I started though, I found it remarkably difficult. I even touted for ideas on FarceBørk.

In the end I plumped for the fact I have four O-Levels at the same grade in French. It's interesting for a given value of interesting.

When I was 11 the school inexplicably decided I was good at language and fast-streamed me in French. I took the O-Level a year early and squeaked a pass. To make it look better, I took it again in the fifth form and squeaked another pass at the same grade.

Having bought the hype and having put the result down to jitters, I signed up for A-Level and resat the O-Level to get a better grade ahead of the more advanced course. I squeaked a pass again.

When I was 18 I sat the A-Level as scheduled and fluffed it. But not so badly that they decided to award me another O-Level pass at the same grade.

Anyway, I submitted this as my interesting fact and was told by return of email that I could make something up if I wanted.

How rude.

I may substitute the tale of the search for an interesting fact as the interesting fact...

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I bought this as a double LP when I was 17 and although it was a compilation, it was one of my all-time favourites.

It is a great regret to me that it was simply deleted when CDs came along (although I believe it was available for a short time on tape cassette).

If I wanted to, I could recreate the album myself from other sources, but without the gatefold sleeve and accompanying booklet. It wouldn't be the same.

I regret too, having got rid of the LP along with the bulk of my vinyl.

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Decoration

Tuesday, February 28th, 2012 03:20 pm
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We are close to having the living room of the Gin Palace just the way we want it. We have hung a couple of new pictures and moved others. Here is Furtle's Hopper Print, "Compartment C" I think it's called, and my Louise Brooks that used to hang at the foot of the stairs.


Next up, we turn our attention to the bedroom. I am thinking of painting a mural behind the bed.

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Dowager #01

Thursday, January 12th, 2012 08:58 am
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It's about a year since I decided it might be fun to have a spoof portrait of an Aunt Agatha style dowager at the top of the stairwell in the Gin Palace. She will stare disapprovingly at everyone who passes.

Last night I finally made a start on the project.

It is not really what I'm after and there will have to be at least one more attempt to get the look right before I recreate the outline on larger paper.

It has illustrated to my satisfaction that I am horribly out of practice.

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D-Day

Thursday, December 22nd, 2011 08:57 am
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By the time I make my next post I shall be a married man. Cor!

By sheer fluke, we are getting married on the winter solstice - the shortest day of the year after the longest night. I am sure there are them as would say it's significant in some way. Me, I'm just hoping that if it is, it's a good sort of significant.

A little over 2 hours to go. Better put me shirt and tie on...

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23rd November 1963: An Unearthly Child is broadcast and the Doctor Who era commences...

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I am toying with the idea of making my mutton chop side whiskers a permanent feature of my lovely physog...

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Test

Tuesday, July 26th, 2011 07:20 pm
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This is just a test to see if I have any mobile access to LJ at all.

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Test

Tuesday, July 26th, 2011 07:20 pm
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This is just a test to see if I have any mobile access to LJ at all.

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I have just had an email from a Swedish friend of mine asking about the media interest in one Pippa Middleton, sister of the new Duchess of Cambridge. He is particularly amused by the fact that 'pippa' is the Swedish slang for 'shag'.

I thought you might be interested to know. That sound you hear is my knighthood going out the window.

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I have just had an email from a Swedish friend of mine asking about the media interest in one Pippa Middleton, sister of the new Duchess of Cambridge. He is particularly amused by the fact that 'pippa' is the Swedish slang for 'shag'.

I thought you might be interested to know. That sound you hear is my knighthood going out the window.

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Chilly

Sunday, June 12th, 2011 05:03 pm
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The plan was to pick cherries from our tree today, but it's barely let up raining for more than ten or fifteen minutes at a time. And it's deathly chilly, too. Well, cold for mid June: 12c does not a heatwave make once January has passed.

So having played some Warcrack, my Kindle and I are lounging on the sofa with a cup tea and my big blue blanky. I shall see if I can get a bit further along with The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, if not, I may doze. It is Sunday after all.

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Chilly

Sunday, June 12th, 2011 05:03 pm
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The plan was to pick cherries from our tree today, but it's barely let up raining for more than ten or fifteen minutes at a time. And it's deathly chilly, too. Well, cold for mid June: 12c does not a heatwave make once January has passed.

So having played some Warcrack, my Kindle and I are lounging on the sofa with a cup tea and my big blue blanky. I shall see if I can get a bit further along with The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, if not, I may doze. It is Sunday after all.

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Bat Bed?

Tuesday, February 8th, 2011 04:59 pm
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A propos nothing, here is a bed I saw in a furniture shop window in Lewisham on Sunday evening. It is rare that I see furniture and stop to gawp, but this managed to stop me in my tracks.

It is both stylish and hideous at the same time.

Apparently it's been there for months. How can this be?

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