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What’s my X for?


Well, a little around three hours ago Prime Minister Theresa May has called for a General Election and I am already tired of the media reporting and I’ve got another seven weeks until Election Day  (June 8th) and the harping and bemoaning after the result. Is there such a thing as election reporting fatigue?

But this does drag up a recurring question – exactly what am I voting for with my all powerful X?

  • Is it Mr(s) Somebody
  • Is it Mr(s) Somebody representing This Political Shambles Party
  • Is it This Political Party
  • Is it all of the above
  • Is it none of the above coz we don’t know

People griped about not having voted for TM to be PM, well I’ve never had a paper asking me to select a PM. I’ve also never had a tick box for a coalition so absolutely nobody ‘elected’ the Government in 2010.

So, batten down the hatches for political fliers filling up the recycling bin. Go raid the charity shops for cheap DVD’s to avoid the endless media drivel. Deactivate your social media accounts as opinionated ‘erberts get hot under the collar over trite trivialities.

Already the media reporters have nick-named this the #BrexitElection, well only if you (the media) harp on and don’t give equal time to issues such as education, NHS, social care, police and justice, defence, taxation, benefit system AND how changes can be implemented, costed and monitored. But I am a stupidly common sense semi-intelligent person, so I know that ain’t gonna happen.

*sigh* if I go missing again, I’ve gone into hiding, or hibernation, or been committed…

 
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Posted by on April 18, 2017 in Grumble, In The News

 

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When Enuff Is Enough


It doesn’t have to be a Friday thirteenth for a day to test, frustrate or just get the better of me. Major Murphy, Sargent Sod and Field-Marshall Fate must have had a conference and decided to wage war on my patience, resilience and strength.

Last weekend I sat with note pad and pencil and went through every page, paragraph and sentence of the website, noting down edits, amendments, corrections and general tidying that needed doing; I made notes about what to do for a whole new page, a significant addition to a page and a complete reconfigure of the site menu and presentation of the music bio. That came to seven pages, and I haven’t even touched the photos and videos (may not sound like it, but I enjoyed it, I was making headway and planning).  Tuesday morning I sat at the desk and worked through one page of straight forward corrections, about an hour and a half.  The cost for doing that, I couldn’t get up from the desk, no amount of umph-ing, trying, willing, wishing or expletive resulted in a successful up, so I did the chair shuffle to the sofa and get up from there.  In the afternoon I worked on my crochet project and the price for that was struggling up-ness from the sofa, loo and bed. My reserves were flat, I’d had enough, I get angry, I am not wanting to dance on tippy toes across a high wire, just stand up, not rocket science is it, but boy do I have to work at it, every, single, time. Count how many times a day you stand up, imagine having to run up strains every time, you’ll quickly start thinking “Do I need to get up and do that, can it wait and then do two or three things together”.

Wednesday I created some new graphics, another hour or so at the desk, but I cheated, Big Sis was here so she could lift me, when she arrived. Yesterday, I began the task of creating an eye catching new page sub menu, making sure the HTML I write is correct to every . > and “.  After a little more than an hour I sat back, looked hard and hit the delete button, it was crap. Great. I am sure my frame of mind is clouding my vision for this new page, so I cannot see what I want to work towards.  Again, I couldn’t get up. Again the chair shuffle to the sofa, an afternoon spent on the crochet project, and again difficulty getting upright, but hey, on the bright side it only took me an hour to get from sofa to kitchen with loo stop rather than the two hours on Tuesday.  They say finding the positive is a good thing, I hate that kind of thinking, because it does nothing to get my arse off the wooden toilet seat. I am all about the practical, it’s ingrained. 

For some time getting upright from the desk has been an issue, and I do not see a way around it. I’ve tried tweeking my method, restricting the duration at the desk (I’d prefer to be there two or three hours), it makes no difference. I think the desk height is a tad higher than the draws I use beside the bed or the sink beside the loo. Can’t change any physical aspect but I need to be able to sit at my desk, there is enjoyable work to be done, I can occupy myself and feel some satisfaction. I cannot use a laptop as I cannot hold my hands/arms over the keyboard to type. I need my desk. 

I know there are battery powered toilet seat risers. I know there are seats that rise and tilt, we see the tv ad often enough, but things that tilt will throw me to the ground. But easily useable desk chair that behaves like a dining chair, is there such a thing.

Historically I have known the work-a-rounds to manage, how equipment can help, but in this day and age, with my level of deterioration, is there an answer other than ‘you cannot do it anymore’?

 
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Posted by on April 14, 2017 in Grumble, Life, Projects, Tech, Website

 

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Father Time Is Doing It Again…


Only last week it was still January, next week is half-term for the school kids and marks the middle of February!

After watching Big Sis take down the decorations on 2nd January it felt that Christmas was still in the air but watching a programme that I recorded before Christmas, seeing the festive adverts again it felt as if the season of Nöel was something coming in the (distant) future rather than the recent past.

2017 is going to do it too, isn’t it?  That thing where January has seven weeks but the rest of the months will only have three. It’s awful, just six weeks until the clocks change, a little over four months until the longest day. The year is going to zip past if I don’t try and get a hold of it.

 
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Posted by on February 7, 2017 in Grumble, Life

 

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Does preparation breed complacency 


It was something of a surprise yesterday when I turned on the BBC1 lunchtime news to find my home town a main feature! Didn’t think the rest of the country knew anything existed east of the M1.  

Numerous warnings had been issued, plans were being implemented, preparations were unfolding as the east coast braced itself for a weather phenomenon that seems to be happening more often. A mixture of super high tides, plus full moon, plus strong gale force north/north-westerly winds were converging to push the seas at the land and cause significant flood risk damage; add winters rain, sleet, hail and snow and all things being as they are, things were rather grotty out there.  Sand bags were being filled, flood boards were being screwed into place, police were door knocking advising people to evacuate their properties and where the evacuation centres were.  TV crews were everywhere looking for that photogenic story, the housebound nonagenarian and the cute cat being housed upstairs on a warm duvet, the neighbourly community spirit, the over exaggerated precarious deathly risk. 

Back in 2013 when similar weather got together there was significant coastal and inland flooding and there were those dramatic images of bungalows falling from the crumbling cliffs into the crashing seas. Then, as yesterday, plans had been implemented but possibly too little too late; the sea enveloped the promenade and cascaded into many seafront businesses and homes, the surge along the river breached the walls turning roads into babbling brooks. In the aftermath there were calls for better protection and better warnings and these were heeded, which was a factor in yesterday’s action.

Thankfully last night the surge was not as high nor as strong as had been predicted, few areas were flooded and there was minimal damage to property. Today’s local papers have a handful of washed up debris shots. It ‘could’ have been far worse.

One thing that did strike me yesterday throughout the days numerous reports and the social media up-dates from plentiful agencies, news sources and groups, there seemed to an edge of complacency that because all the warnings had been issued, that gates and blocks were in place, with the Police, even the Army in presence, alongside Environmental Officers and Coastguard personnel, everything was going to be okay and that joe public did not need to do anything.  I’ve not seen any comment or columnists complain that yesterday’s reaction to the potential threat was overboard, but I am sure there will be. It’s a damned either way situation, prepare and its doesn’t happen it’s over reacting, under prepare and have flooding and it’s not doing its job properly. 

But I am concerned, the more often these flood preparations are implemented and no significant flooding occurs, the reaction should be “phew, it worked, we are safe” but will more likely be “they always say/do this and nothing ever happens I’m not doing this next time” which really will put people and property in danger.

 
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Posted by on January 14, 2017 in General, Grumble, In The News, Life, people

 

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Who Fed Him?

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Fess up .. who did it .. I know one of you lot out there did …………..!!!!!!!!!!

Let me see… I went to order sixteen 50g balls of yarn and nowhere had that many in stock, so had to source from two different places, which meant two lots of delivery charges [if I could have gotten it all from one then there would be free delivery] ….. delivery one arrived and they sent the wrong ones …. now have to get to the Post Office to mail them back and wait for the postage refund and wait for the replacement delivery to arrive ….. delivery package two has arrived [just] thankfully they are the correct ones, which is just as well as crochet commission is waiting for new balls ….. Internet is up and down like a pair of ‘whores draws’ again, keep phoning provider who bashes their keyboards, gives me a different unintelligent excuse, but I don’t hold out much hope ….. upstairs neighbour sounds like he is coughing up a lung and as he reaches the point of choking I come over all sympathetic retching ….. my crochet commission piece has a tad of a tight deadline and sometimes the yarn gets all petulant and refuses to co-operate ….. I keep getting cramp in painful places ….. I have been given orders to come up with a Christmas list, as yet it has two things on it …..

Right I am off to make my sandwich, I have a mini bet with myself that some part of it will end up on the floor, if it does I blame you lot ….. it is ‘that’ kind of day.

EDIT :: lunch did not end up on the floor, but I have just had to rip out two hours worth of stitching because the petulant yarn hid a loop from me!! 

 
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Posted by on October 21, 2016 in Grumble, Life, Projects

 

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Wind Changed


Just a sec, I’m adjusting my draws ….. Not those draws *rolleyes* get your minds out of my Bridget Jones’s, I am referring to my bedroom draws (this sounds worse), the clothing draws, time to put the summer attire towards the back and bring the jumpers to the front. It seems to have come about all of a sudden, to think that on the 1st of the month I woke up in an unheated room, under just a sheet and the window was open – okay so this was in London but still. Last night I was under my 13.5 tog duvet and brushed cotton sheets, my arms encased in my thermal sleeves as I read my kindle.  For some reason I am coldest in the afternoon, right now (1pm) I have my cardigan on over my jumper and will shortly turn on my craft lamp but my hands are still freezing blocks.

So, what’s been occurring ……. Not much really. I have a to-do list for the weekend centred around the website, mostly picture editing and new album uploading, as well as a couple of page edits.  Trying to get my head into Christmas shopping, the mini-monsters are sort of sorted, it is the adults that are drawing a blank. I have one thing on my own list and that was a struggle.

My old HP printer decided it no longer wanted to oblige, so I spent days sourcing a new printer. Would never have believed it would be so complicated. Amazon in window one, my ink cartridge site in another window so I could check refills costs, then in the third window the user manual so I could see if it had basic functions to comply with my needs, such as print various paper sizes and was it a front loader or rear loaded for paper. Really the single photo showing an a4 sized printed photo in the tray tells you nothing. Settled on a cannon, so far so good, although I am yet to print a photo.

The year seems to be hurtling to a close, I am sure time has gone metric, 5 day weeks and 2week months, yesterday was just August, wasn’t it?  

It can be quite difficult coming up with creative, entertaining blogs when your general day to day is incredibly mundane and solitary, I sort of understand why some blog about their pet lives.

Decimate is on, time to tax the little grey cells, and warm my hands on the iPad (by holding it), lol it’s a glamorous life!

 
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Posted by on October 14, 2016 in General, Grumble, Life, Projects, Tech, Website

 

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OpenReach? More like ClosedFist!

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I am stuck in the middle of a futile tug of war.  I am a Sky customer, OpenReach say I have an ‘unstable’ phone line which means from time to time it will exhibit a confusing range of symptoms.  The internet will drop off and takes ages to reconnect, it may remain connected for micro seconds or day long hours.  The phone might crackle, it might not, it might at the beginning of a call or during the call, it might kick the internet off. There is no consistency.

Reporting it to Sky is a tedious faff, because you cannot report it online, you have to telephone them [on the dodgy phone line], then you go through a series of unplug this plug it back, unplug this plug it back scenario – each one meaning terminating the call and waiting for them to call back. This results in a report Sky send to OpenReach, which they take their sweet sweet time doing anything about and never ever call me back to say its been done [probably because I might blast them a new one!].  Seemingly my system behaves and a month later we start the merry-go-round again.

*sigh*

All I can do is keep reporting the fault to Sky, all they can do is report it to OpenReach and all OpenReach do is change the bit of sticky tape and not truly ‘fix’ the issue.  No point switching providers as whomever I am with still relies on the same infrastructure, which results in reporting things for OpenReach to botch.

In the grand scheme of things it is trivial, but like a hangnail or a lash in you eye, it irritates, it rankles, it is unnecessary if only it was fixed right the first time.

Off to call them yet again …….

 
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Posted by on September 20, 2016 in Grumble, Tech

 

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