Monday, March 31, 2008

I am easily amused...

What can I say...priceless.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

There, that got your attention.
A quieter day today following a few beers and a band last night. However, I was in bed just after midnight but I found my feet covered in blisters when I awoke at the ungodly hour of 04.50. Sleepwalking? Hallucinogenics in the kebab I had last night (It's traditional) or I was bastinadoed as I slept. Hence I am limping everywhere.
The band wasn't memorable, performing covers of Bad Company and Free. Both are bands I'm unfamiliar with so I only recognised one song. The beer was very good and I'll be visiting 'The County' more often.
The County was the B&B we stayed in for a few weeks several years back when we were temporarily homeless. The nightmare of late nights, loud music, poor beer and struggling to sort out accommodation took some time to shake off. I even briefly considered moving elsewhere until a rented house came up. Beggers can't be choosers so we moved into 'Little Basra'. A burnt out vehicle every other day and a choice of the finest burglers Grimsby could offer. Losing our cats during the move didn't help but happily we moved very quickly to our present address.

Back to soaking my aching plates...

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Trying to deal with a particular company over the phone and this is their response...

To compound my agony, I was attempting to pay them and the rude, miserable shite of a moron on the other end was as helpful as diarrhoea at a wedding.

The above was written yesterday (Thursday) but I was so angry I decided to leave it until today. I guess what made me extremely angry was my sense of powerlessness. Especially since the ramifications of a late payment to the NMC would have left me not registered, therefore unable to work and thus unable to pay the mortgage, bills, etc...I had actually made the payment over three weeks ago but they never received it. Thankfully, LE stepped into the breach ("No, we don't accept those cards") and she paid the fee on her card whilst I reimbursed her. The woman during this last call was warm, efficient and helpful. She will get a mention of praise in my letter of complaint about the incomprehensible numpty heid who was singularly useless and obstructive.
Anyhow, my blood pressure has returned to normal, as normal as the parents of a teenager can expect. I walked the monster in the rain as we surveyed the local wildlife along the river and docks...

The mutt chased the ducks, pigeons, blackbirds but she left the geese alone. Past experience is a great teacher.
We are off to the pub for some proper beer and convivial chat.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Quelle horreur!
No.1 son turns on the PC and zilch, nada, nietsky, nowt for owt...bugger it, it's all gone pearshaped. Despite a variety of technical interventions....two D's in Luddite?...I eventually had to perform a full recovery and it has finally worked. It wouldn't go beyond the windows page and we have no idea as to what, why, how it all went wrong. So gremlins, elves and djinn it is then. Failing that, some bastard virus.
It's a good job I saved some of my music and pictures to portable thingy then...

Tuesday, March 25, 2008



We now have to deal with the newly defined 'mental illness' of people wot lose it. Forget about psychoses, depression and bipolar illness, we should really address the anxiety, angst and anger issues of people who suffer trolley, road or soaps rage. Rather than accepting that, apart from a small number of individuals, most people should be able to control their anger, The Mental Health Foundation want to medicalise it. Lose your temper with the traffic jam and the kid in the noisy souped up Corsa, it's not your fault. Even after you have expressed your anger by planting a spanner in his skull it will not be your fault. A number of things immediately come to mind.
Societies have norms, mores and rules which govern behaviour and allow us to all get along, especially in cities. However, these have been gradually eroded over time and people do express themselves more forcibly. Blame TV programes, schools, parents, scientology, Bugs Bunny, lack of religious faith or the government. People do get angry when they feel powerless and frustrated, but I don't see a surge of pensioners storming London to complain about pensions, post office closures or the shit public transport system that bedevils this country. Have people become less tolerant of others? Is it stress? I agree that society and individuals need to take responsibility but medicalising anger does not help.
We'll be asked to treat fashion victims next or people who can't dance. Doctors Trinny and Susannah prescribe colour therapy and a course of wearing silk underwear.


Sunday, March 23, 2008

Snow for Christmas?
Better late than never...

My stick's under

Or is it several months early?


Saturday, March 22, 2008

Time to show my hippie credentials...I've just had a haircut as well!

Thanks to the inclement weather I've spent a fruitful day exploring youtube for progressive rock. Modern bands such as Mars Volta and The Porcupine Tree, but also old favourites like Genesis and King Crimson.


Thursday, March 20, 2008

Whizzing around the countryside last night saving lives (where's me cape?) I listened to the excellent Stuart Maconey and heard some of this band. Musically smitten! So enjoy...

Work over the past two weeks has increased to the point where yesterday we met ourselves coming back. Referrals from the police, A&E, relatives, neighbours and a man walking his whippet....with mixed feelings I am now on holiday. Mixed, because work is interesting and enjoyable but, I also need the break as I am worn out. We're short staffed and for a variety of reasons, management replace experienced staff who leave with the cheaper experience-lite operatives. Experienced staff carry the extra responsibility...
Anyhow, first day of my two weeks off and it's raining. The dog doesn't mind the wet so it's walkies...

From a duo to the ridiculous...


Wednesday, March 19, 2008

One of the authors who turned me on to science fiction sadly passed away today. Along with Robert Heinlein, Isaac Asimov, Philip K. Dick, Brian Aldiss, etc... Arthur C. Clarke introduced me to worlds of boundless possibilities and imagination. I was never really a fan of science fantasy so old ACC's writings appealed to me, having more of a grounding in reality.

I'll have to dig out some of his books and reread them.


Monday, March 17, 2008

Today I'll be going to a funeral and straight after that into work. I'll miss the wake which will be a wonderful celebration of Woja's life. So myself and Mrs.C popped out last night to raise a glass to Woja. Slainte.
Mrs C and I will wear bright colours.

The beer last night was new to me and came from Black Hole Brewery. An excellent porter called 'No Escape' which was rich, dark and roasty to the taste. Also another of their ales 'Cosmic', lighter at 4.2 % and malty to taste. But best of all, Hewitts ale from Fugelstou Brewery and I sank two of these...wonderful.


Friday, March 14, 2008

"whisper quietly...but I think spring might have arrived..."

Two days off and I finally tackled the garden. A haircut, shave and a splash of aftershave...Brut if you must know as the garden likes to think it's 'Enry Cooper. felt springlike today and the detritus of winter had left the back garden looking like a bombsite. In between that and walking the mutt I was interviewed by a PCSO regarding the minor modification made to my car by some local yoof (witnessed by a neighbour). One wing mirror snapped off because they "felt like it". Several cars done by the same morons...justice in the shape of a lengthy run up and boot applied to feckless yoofs' backside and into the dock. Then points = prizes as we throw stones to see who can sink the fucker first. Sounds fair to me. A modern version of the old Anglo-Saxon wergeld.
My plans for more active days off scuppered by yet another toothache. At this rate I really will be toothless, sans reason and using a stick to get around. If I get any grumpier I'll end up like Victor Meldrew. Thank the gods for Youtube and music videos.

I have three of the little buggers and it's like the hordes of Asia at breakfast time as they race each other for the a large orange dog who believes she is a cat.


Sunday, March 09, 2008

For Woja.

Friday, March 07, 2008

Finally, after nine extremely busy days in a row at work I have two days off. A beer, a home made chicken jal fraizi, Deep Purple blasting out of the speakers and the prospect of a rugby feast tomorrow on the telly...lovely jubbly. I am truly exhausted because spring is in the air and we are stretched to the gunwhales assessing, treating, etc...Seventy hours of freedom to do as I like and the plan is for simple pleasures this weekend. Dog walking, pub, rugby, pub, cook a Sunday roast, pub....with real ales naturally, preferably Bateman's. There is a theme developing here. I had planned to tackle the wreckage of the garden but with the prospect of gales on Monday I'll leave it for now. However, I can plan for the garden with vegetables and some colourful flowers in mind. That plus my intent to homebrew should keep me occupied over Easter and April. I truly have become middle-aged....and I like it (Yes, I do listen to Radio 2).
For the Calcutta Cup tomorrow....

And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England’s pleasant pastures seen!
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In England’s green & pleasant Land.


Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Woe, thrice woe....with a tad more woe thrown in.
Viruses on the PC, surprising letter from credit card company, infestation of piranha's in the water tank. Nationally, earthquakes, floods, plagues, a lack of confidence in the NHS, education, police, etc...economic meltdown around the corner. Internationally, wars, pestilence and famine. But this label on a bottle of beer rated as more important than all of the above.

It's good to know some people have got their priorities right.

Sunday, March 02, 2008

Today's mood...

Yup...sums it up perfectly.