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Monday, 24 June 2019

Has been a while but...

Latest shenanigans political and supposedly environmental have become irksome.

Also the vagaries of trial by social media have caused me to wonder whether and why folks with high academic achievements are really so gullible. 

I can put a lot of it down to upbringing Northern Grit embedded deep within ones bones. The culture of times long gone when being truthful was exemplary and to be aimed at on all occasions.

As a friend of mine has said so many times and she believes it - the mills of God grind exceeding slow, yet they grind exceeding fine. I.e. when popular anthropomorphic justice fails, there's a higher power to rely on.

Seeking to be truthful and to eschew all forms of lawlessness, another saying my friend uses - it means I can look myself in the face in the morning without any qualms i.e. my conscience is clear.

The media bleats on and on about Climate Change, 'scuse me whilst I yawn. All this fuss and bluster over something for which there is no 'sticking-plaster' fix. 

I've been studying Anthropogenic Climate Change for decades...Decades...
Hence, present-day click-bait scaremongering irks me. Social media fed by the chattering classes droning on and on...

People sounding off for the sake of opining on-line in order for similar opinionated folk to join in usually venting spleen and posting vitriolic diatribes.

Tuesday, 25 December 2018

Hodie Christus Natus est

Decades ago, when I was part if a choir, we spent weeks learning how to sing Benjamin Britten's
Ceremony of Carols

To this day, Christmas is associated in my mind with our performance at the Cathedral.

The music and words are most fitting for Christmastime.

Hodie Christus natus est 
Hodie Salvator apparuit: 
Hodie in terra canunt Angeli, 
Laetantur Archangeli: 
Hodie exultant justi, dicentes: 

Gloria in Excelsis Deo, Alleluja

However, 2018 has been a most unkind year for several people I know.

In Cornwall, November brought news of the demise of Vic's wife.

December brought news of an old friend via a 'round robin' note from her younger daughter. Both daughters live away...Lis in Scotland and Helen in Wales.

In the last year Olwen had two cataract ops which failed meaning that she lost her sight.
Now she's in the care of a local residential home and according to Helen, well cared for.

Then there was a panicky phone-call from another friend age 91. Bert has spent the last year caring for his wife who has been in and out of hospital.

Treatment for on-going heart problems. Followed by admission the Walton hospital where they specialise in neurosurgery. Two brain bleeds later, his wife is still alive but with severe memory impairment.

Next, there's my neighbour...her aunt  (b. 1927) and uncle (b. 1931) are similarly going to and fro home to hospital and so-on...

Neighbour is spending today taking her uncle to visit her aunt in hospital.






Tuesday, 9 October 2018

After a certain age...

the medics, opticians, dentists and various hospitals become part of everyday lie.

Today at the opticians it was almost easier to list what's working properly than to list various difficulties.

Hip-replacement op will be required probably age over 70 as the penny-pinching NHS opine that it ought not to be done before that age.

Cataracts have appeared and are developing in not one, but both eyes. Otherwise both eyes are healthy and sight remains appropriate to allow me to drive. Still on two-year callback but with the caveat to come back earlier if I notice significant worsening.

Post-herpetic neuralgia will be with me until the end of days.

Tomorrow's appointment at a different major hospital is to investigate shoulder probs. The 'Jury' is out as to whether there are any fractures, whereabouts and how many are to be determined. However, in due time as in a two and a half week wait for the appt.

Himself is not a 'happy bunny' having had a long wait this morning before I came out of the opticians to be taken back home.

How long the wait might be tomorrow is another unknown factor; as too are the charges for parking at the hospital. Two other hospitals let you have the first half-hour 'free'. Scuse the pun, bit time will tell.

This month also entailed a check-up at the dentists - come back in six months...

Sunday, 26 August 2018

Karma or...

Quote Longfellow
“Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience He stands waiting, with exactness grinds He all.”
We have persisting down rain which is brilliant for water supply purposes and hopefully will prevent the utility company from implementing such controls as a hosepipe ban which was mooted at the start of August.

The 'doomed' property after some 80+ years of careful maintenance is typical of a 1930s dwelling.

In the 1930s  linear development became a common settlement pattern. The dwelling under new ownership was the latest to be built 1932 and it was not until 1934 that the settlement was extended. Behind the dwellings was a farmer's fields. Services to and from the properties were typical of the times.

Hence each property has its own Rodding Eye


A rodding eye is a vertical pipe that has a curved junction which sits below ground with a drain or sewer system. There is access to these pipes via a small, oval-shaped cover which is provided at ground level, allowing them to be reached in the event of a blockage within the pipe.

The paranoid pair have more problems as we found out just now. Drainage or rather sewage problems of their own making.

We found this out as the utilities workmen called round here to ask if we had any drainage problems. 

Conversation led to them learning from us that the properties still have rodding eyes. Gratitude abounds as they would never have discovered the problem for themselves. Being thanked by the engineers was graciously accepted.

Addendum

Monday
Of course the vexatious incomers were nowhere to be found when the utilities engineers arrived. All they'd done was leave a garden gate open for the engineers to do what they would. 

Twas solely because those engineers came across D when going from door-to-door to see if any other properties had similar problems that they learnt how to fix that particular problem.