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Fbg 6.8

A Day of Detours

The day began with a sense of unease, a sat nav route I didn’t know, taking me somewhere unfamiliar. My friend had wanted to meet at a garden centre she had visited once before, so I followed the directions though unfamiliar roads. I arrived early and went inside, hoping for a cup of tea, but there were no signs of a café or even a hint of food. So I waited, knowing my friend wouldn’t see any messages while driving.

When she arrived, she too was disappointed. But I had found another place nearby, the Lady Lever Art Gallery, which at least promised hot drinks.

We arrived to find that, although coffee was available, hot food was not. The chef, we were told, was diabetic and needed to take his insulin, so no meals could be prepared for about an hour. I’d never encountered that before. Yet it didn’t matter, it gave us longer to talk. We sat over our coffee and talked for a long while. By the time the chef returned to the kitchen, we were ready for something warm to eat.

When I got home, Cat Midnight made it clear he was not impressed. He refused to come in, turning his back on me disappearing into the bushes. I was tired, so I lay down for a rest, still wearing my cochlear hearing processor. Suddenly I was woken by what sounded like a volley of bullets ricocheting around the room. My heart pounded... I went outside, and there was Midnight, racing towards me. He leapt into my arms and has stayed close on my chest ever since...

The painting is another page from my sketchbook and it is in acrylics....


A link to my painting...
 
Thank you @Annb. Blood letting done, goose for Feast of St Martin's - Old Halloween apparently - acquired as well as treat for #1 son who is being really helpful. #3 son has a vital operation on his hearing tomorrow and needs to be in Cambridge for 7.00 am. I didn't want JKP to be with me this evening and getting up at 5.00 am for that. So far so good which is about as good as can be expected. Thanks be to God and all medical staff.
Hope #3 son's ok goes well @ianpspurs.
 
Fbg 6.8

A Day of Detours

The day began with a sense of unease, a sat nav route I didn’t know, taking me somewhere unfamiliar. My friend had wanted to meet at a garden centre she had visited once before, so I followed the directions though unfamiliar roads. I arrived early and went inside, hoping for a cup of tea, but there were no signs of a café or even a hint of food. So I waited, knowing my friend wouldn’t see any messages while driving.

When she arrived, she too was disappointed. But I had found another place nearby, the Lady Lever Art Gallery, which at least promised hot drinks.

We arrived to find that, although coffee was available, hot food was not. The chef, we were told, was diabetic and needed to take his insulin, so no meals could be prepared for about an hour. I’d never encountered that before. Yet it didn’t matter, it gave us longer to talk. We sat over our coffee and talked for a long while. By the time the chef returned to the kitchen, we were ready for something warm to eat.

When I got home, Cat Midnight made it clear he was not impressed. He refused to come in, turning his back on me disappearing into the bushes. I was tired, so I lay down for a rest, still wearing my cochlear hearing processor. Suddenly I was woken by what sounded like a volley of bullets ricocheting around the room. My heart pounded... I went outside, and there was Midnight, racing towards me. He leapt into my arms and has stayed close on my chest ever since...

The painting is another page from my sketchbook and it is in acrylics....


A link to my painting...
The taking advantage for a longer talk turned the occasion into one of joy. Fireworks - never a good time for animals - and those wearing cochlear hearing processors it seem.
Smashing use of acrylics and a lovely forest arch.
 
Good morning everyone and all survivors of this years cacophony of bangs and whizzes.

5.5 this a.m.

A pleasant walk into town yesterday and lunch in the pub on the upper prom; The Marine. I chose to have gammon as I knew that would be bringing half of it home - I always carry a resealable bag for just such occasions. So, pea and ham soup for supper.

New boiler is due to be fitted today and we are already up and keenly anticipating the arrival of the boiler fitting crew - hope they get here before the bin lorry cavalcade!

Art bit - it wasn’t me, it was the chimp inside! mixed media; watercolour and ink.

I hope your day includes you throughout and that #3 son’s operation goes well @ianpspurs. Now, best make koffy and fill containers with water before the boiler fitters turn up.
 

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8.8 at 03.00 today. Had to get up because , at some time earlier in the night, I was very sore but decided to turn onto my other side and try to sleep again. Bad idea. I knew it was really, but I didn't want to get up after only about an hour. 03.00 came and I was too sore to stay on the 2nd side and had a real struggle to get turned over and then out of bed. Wasn't sure I'd get through to the kitchen without sounding my alarm for Neil, but I did. Painkillers didn't help much but I managed to stay upright for long enough to have my shower. All ready to go to get my legs rebandaged now.

I've been gathering things for the family Christmas sack - it developed from a lucky dip that I used to give them when they were younger, but they are mostly grown up now, so it is just a sack of various items that they can make their choice from - cosmetics, kitchen tools, hats, socks, gloves, wallet, purse, ornaments, chocolates and so on. I think I have enough now - been gathering them all year since last Christmas. They each get their own individual gifts, but this is a bit of fun for them all. Fun for me too, making the selection during the year.

I was working on my family history stuff yesterday and realised that there were more coincidences as familiar names kept cropping up in a new line I was following so I decided to list the new line and the familiar one. They both go back to the same man in the 13th century who married twice and the 2 lines descended from there but they seem, several times to have married different members of the same families. On one line there are 22 generations between that man and me, on the other only 11. These coincidences keep happening. It's a wonder we're not all suffering from genetic abnormalities. Or maybe we are!
 
Morning all from a quiet start to the day in L.A. Fbgs? were 5.3 @ 5.30 or 4.5 @ 8.38 which is nearer an fbg as I was dressing. No steroids yet as I haven't eaten so at 9.45 after kitchen and dog duties bg is a flat 5.00. @Krystyna23040 and @dunelm thank you for the good wishes for our son. I imagine some choice words were exchanged as #1 son forgot to set his alarm and had to be messaged but they arrived at 7.15 and sat in a fullish waiting room. I imagine #3's partner had a look fit to curdle milk - fiesty gel when crossed I'm told. @dunelm I hope the boiler installation goes well - until the painful extraction of coinage. Thank you for sharing your art - autumnal hues? @Annb hug for the poor sleep but lovely idea for the Christmas sack. Sounds like joy for the recipients and for you. I must eat now in order to take steroids just so I can (almost) self-combust at my bg levels - none of my meals produce a rise >2 even Aldi sourdough toast last evening.
Update on #3 son. Consultant spoke to him and said the op will last 3-5 hours which sounds quite a long job but hearing and balance are important.
 
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It appears this thread has some regulars who would be happy to see Collins' #2 word of the year elevated to winner. I really don't feel the lurve in the room here for either A1, chatbots or, if I'm honest, C21st much of the time.
“clanker”, a derogatory term for computers, robots or sources of AI, which was popularised by Star Wars: The Clone Wars. The word went viral on social media and is often used to express people’s frustrations with, and distrust of, AI chatbots and platforms.
Taken from here for those who are keen to know wt* people are on about - except 6-7.
 
It appears this thread has some regulars who would be happy to see Collins' #2 word of the year elevated to winner. I really don't feel the lurve in the room here for either A1, chatbots or, if I'm honest, C21st much of the time.
“clanker”, a derogatory term for computers, robots or sources of AI, which was popularised by Star Wars: The Clone Wars. The word went viral on social media and is often used to express people’s frustrations with, and distrust of, AI chatbots and platforms.
Taken from here for those who are keen to know wt* people are on about - except 6-7.
You are definitely describing me here, Ian. Except I don't think the word "clanker" is sufficiently expressive of the frustration these things cause. I do, though, quite like the 21st century and its future potential, if the dumbing down of language and thought doesn't ruin it.

It's all very well being nostalgic but there were bad things about the 20th century which we tend to forget. Wars, food shortages, famine, Gary Glitter and so on. But, on the other hand, we were younger and could cope with those things. Now it's different.
 
It appears this thread has some regulars who would be happy to see Collins' #2 word of the year elevated to winner. I really don't feel the lurve in the room here for either A1, chatbots or, if I'm honest, C21st much of the time.
“clanker”, a derogatory term for computers, robots or sources of AI, which was popularised by Star Wars: The Clone Wars. The word went viral on social media and is often used to express people’s frustrations with, and distrust of, AI chatbots and platforms.
Taken from here for those who are keen to know wt* people are on about - except 6-7.
Sounds like a mash up of another word
 

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You are definitely describing me here, Ian. Except I don't think the word "clanker" is sufficiently expressive of the frustration these things cause. I do, though, quite like the 21st century and its future potential, if the dumbing down of language and thought doesn't ruin it.

It's all very well being nostalgic but there were bad things about the 20th century which we tend to forget. Wars, food shortages, famine, Gary Glitter and so on. But, on the other hand, we were younger and could cope with those things. Now it's different.
I think there are more than a few who feel the English language has been dumbed down since at least the time of the 1549 BCP. It is all perfectly covfefe to some - who seem to communicate well enough to a mass audience.
 
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6.6
Long short day.
No #2 birthday. Mid twenties now.
Mrs L is tired but is better.
we had an hour of purgatory this morning due to the carers HQ being completely thick.did
updating the pharmaceutical blister pack, in case, I am not there, and another carer, who doesn't know the meds are different than before, you know confusion?
we were very clear and careful about saying how many and dosage of every single different med.
the person on the other end of the phone was totally stupid. I asked did she understand the language? Who knows? It was torture.
Must go.
Best wishes.
Hows things?
 
Good late evening fellow posters and painters. I must report Mrs J’s latest painting is coming on nicely, slowly, but nicely. I can’t stand it, hopefully it will go to a good home.

No medical appointments for me today, so we went out. Tomorrow is different.

My blood sugars are still under the control of the hospital and as far as I’m concerned, well I’d better not say or the auditors ( a Terry Pratchett word ) might slap my wrists again.

I’ve not caught on posts once more, so I hope you all had a good day and tomorrow is better for all.
 
I think there are more than a few who feel the English language has been dumbed down since at least the time of the 1549 BCP. It is all perfectly covfefe to some - who seem to communicate well enough to a mass audience.
1549 British Car Parks.
 
Been desperately putting together material for a presentation at a conference tomorrow in our local UHI college. My friend has been asked by the local NHS board to co-ordinate an interfaith conference and the person she had asked to do it has had to call off at the last moment, so she arrived late this afternoon to ask me to do this presentation. I possibly should have refused, but that wouldn't have been kind so, one way or another, I will do it. I have pages of material but only 10 minutes to say what I need to say, so will have to cut it drastically tomorrow morning.

I could have done without this at the moment - not having recovered yet from the debilitating baking session last week. Ah well, needs must.
 
The taking advantage for a longer talk turned the occasion into one of joy. Fireworks - never a good time for animals - and those wearing cochlear hearing processors it seem.
Smashing use of acrylics and a lovely forest arch.
Hi @dunelm
Yes it was fortuitous the way the day worked out...
Thank you for the painting compliment...
 
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Good morning everyone and all survivors of this years cacophony of bangs and whizzes.

5.5 this a.m.

A pleasant walk into town yesterday and lunch in the pub on the upper prom; The Marine. I chose to have gammon as I knew that would be bringing half of it home - I always carry a resealable bag for just such occasions. So, pea and ham soup for supper.

New boiler is due to be fitted today and we are already up and keenly anticipating the arrival of the boiler fitting crew - hope they get here before the bin lorry cavalcade!

Art bit - it wasn’t me, it was the chimp inside! mixed media; watercolour and ink.

I hope your day includes you throughout and that #3 son’s operation goes well @ianpspurs. Now, best make koffy and fill containers with water before the boiler fitters turn up.
I love this @dunelm and the gentle colours used..
Light and airy...
 
You are definitely describing me here, Ian. Except I don't think the word "clanker" is sufficiently expressive of the frustration these things cause. I do, though, quite like the 21st century and its future potential, if the dumbing down of language and thought doesn't ruin it.

It's all very well being nostalgic but there were bad things about the 20th century which we tend to forget. Wars, food shortages, famine, Gary Glitter and so on. But, on the other hand, we were younger and could cope with those things. Now it's different.
In 1969, first half of the year, I was reading the Sunday newspaper, the Observer, that I read an article about Richard Nixon that scared me badly on how out of control things were, and how people in power had this immense power over all our lives. And a mistake and misinterpretation could cost everyone dearly...
 
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Been desperately putting together material for a presentation at a conference tomorrow in our local UHI college. My friend has been asked by the local NHS board to co-ordinate an interfaith conference and the person she had asked to do it has had to call off at the last moment, so she arrived late this afternoon to ask me to do this presentation. I possibly should have refused, but that wouldn't have been kind so, one way or another, I will do it. I have pages of material but only 10 minutes to say what I need to say, so will have to cut it drastically tomorrow morning.

I could have done without this at the moment - not having recovered yet from the debilitating baking session last week. Ah well, needs must.
Good luck @Annb for the presentation.
 
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