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Pinch me, Someone!
Posted Jul 19, 2004
Talk about the bleedin' unbelievable!
I've coped with a lot of stuff in my time; unfaithful husbands and lovers, wife beatings, an.. erm... interesting childhood; I've coped with single parenthood, and toddler crises. A mad con woman who ripped me off my life savings and a house in Eire, and starting up with absolutely nothing again in the country of my birth - which felt a darn sight more foreign than my adopted old home 10 years ago?... a doddle!
Teenage dramas, including joy riding, drunk'n'disorderly, various strange friends of the lads causing all SORTS of challenges... the realisation that I don't just have a crook back, I've got a life time sort of disability to come to terms with.
Hah! All simple stuff!
This evening, my mother phoned me. This is the mother who has seldom if ever offered any form of affection as I've learned over the years is the norm, nor encouragement, or support. The mother who has been incredibly unaffectionate to my two lads. This is the lady, who, 2 weeks after my dad died, after just under 50 years of marriage started considering the possibility of finding a new partner thru the lonely hearts ads!
She's offered to take the lads and I on a week's cruise to the Mediterrainin, in late August if you please!
And I'm telling you now... if I can get Kevin no2's birth certificate from Eire, and chivvy the Passport Office into issuing us passports in time, I'm going to grab the offer with both hands.
I haven't had a holiday for over 20 years. I've never been able to afford to take the lads on a familly holiday; ever. Not a real, waited on hand and foot, with sun, sea and (wiv a bit of luck) the other "s" type holiday.
It's an all in, all expenses paid week away from the dole, and beans on toast and scraping around charity shops for essential stuff type holiday. All I've got to do is get the lads and I down to Gatwick to get on the plane to the ship... and I can save up for that!
All I have to do is be courteous to the hand that feeds me for a week.
Yeah.
I think I could cope with that.
Someone pinch me, will you? I'm sure I'll wake up in a minute and find it's all been a bit of a dream.
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PROGNOSIS
Posted May 14, 2004
It looks good - even though I am terribly terribly saddened.
Smirnoff and I have parted company for reasens of our own.
To mark the occaision, I wrote this:
"Prognosis"
Broken hearts mend - or so I believe
I felt mine break this morning and the pain shook me
So I've taken Rescue Remedy and a couple of painkillers
The healing process may be a little uncomfortable,
But that's OK, it was a clean break
And I'd like to believe I'll make a full recovery
Love always heals, you see - it's hate that festers.
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Latest reply: May 14, 2004
Just a thought
Posted May 12, 2004
Isn't it amazing what the rythym of the bus engine can suggest to people, when they're not really listening?
I am a tiger
I am a lynx
I am a jaguar
I am a Sphinx
I'm really a tabby
An ordinary mog
I'm glad I'm the cat sort
- not a dog!
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Latest reply: May 12, 2004
This sounds like a good idea
Posted Apr 12, 2004
Sign the petition at http:/www.forest-bird.org.nz/petition/index.asp
Go on, I'm serious. Just for once.(And if if doesn't come up "linkified" then go to H2G2's Conversation Forum - you can get on the link there. I'll have to check the name of the conversation and come back to you. Hang on
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Latest reply: Apr 12, 2004
The Oik and The Nobs
Posted Nov 22, 2003
I have been invited to attend a pagan's wedding reception up in Chelsea this evening - one of my lady clients, who is 42nd cousin of Lord Thingummybog twentysix times removed has just asked me to accompany her. Dress is smart casual. Posh voice is optional.
What the hell is a canape anyway, and can you eat them?
Why have I been asked? I make common look classy! And will I be able to take chinless wonders with names like Nigel or Jeremy seriously?
I've read that the only difference between the Upper Class and the Working Class is the accent. (And the food.) ( And the dress labels.)
Right! A swift dash out to the local charity shops to see if I can find something... interesting to wear. And I must find a pair of shoes that won't make me trip over me volauvonts.
Mind you, if I can manage yesterday's 3 and a half hour marathon phone call, I'm sure I 'll be able to cope admirably with the Chelsea set.....
I wonder if they still wear green wellies?
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