23 May 2013
Some days we
get very busy; normally that's how it feels but in reality it's just us
pottering about doing nowt much at all.
Yesterday was such a day. By the
time we had watched Helicopter Heroes
it was time for us to get ready for our ride into town. We didn't actually need anything but we still
spent a load of dosh though. I spent most
on two Les Mis DVDs (the drama
version and the musical), and the Hugo book.
I've read Monte Cristo but haven't seen Les Mis before in
paperback. Now I can read that one
too. A big read though, over 1200 pages!
We are going
to be even more busy over the next three weeks, so much so that I'm not sure I
will be able to post any Dorktown Musings for the whole period. I shall certainly be making an effort to do
so but if not, now you will know why beforehand.
As we lay in
bed reading last night we heard the letterbox to the flat upstairs being rattled. I was getting more and more pee'd off with it
because I couldn't see any reason for it.
Then it struck me; are they dealing drugs up there? So the next time it happened I went to our
front door to keep an eye on the stair way through the spy hole. No-one came back down so we're no wiser as to
what is happening up there. The tenet is
a single man called Mark. He's very
poorly really both medically and mentally.
I'm hoping that others have not taken him in and are abusing his
trust. I can't see that there's not much
we can do even if they have though.
A letter has
been sent from most of the NHS trusts within the West Midlands claiming that
the A&E services are at breaking point.
The Hussy is one of three trusts who didn't sign the letter. Strange that because they are struggling just
as all the others are. What I find
strange up there is that there seems to be a continuing programme of building
works going on. At some point they will
stop I'm sure; hopefully the situation there will improve somewhat then.
It seems
that the problems with A&E are actually a nationwide issue with most GP
practices no longer provide an overnight call out service. Here in Dorktown we have an out of hours
service based at the Hussy. To be seen
there you need to phone them before you arrive.
A lot of people seem to be being sent round to A&E from there. So what's the point of going there in the first
place? Many people are going straight to
A&E as their first port of call. It
all seems crazy to me.
Anyway ...
today's photo is another candid shot in Dorktown centre ...
And again
the Sage speaks ...
A man and a woman were having a quiet, romantic
dinner in a fine restaurant. They were gazing lovingly at each other and
holding hands.
The waitress, taking another order at a table a few steps away, suddenly noticed the man slowly sliding down his chair and under the table, but the woman acted unconcerned.
The waitress watched as the man slid all the way down his chair and out of sight under the table. Still, the woman appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware her dining companion had disappeared.
The waitress, thinking this was a bit risqué behaviour that might offend other diners, went over to the table and tactfully, began by saying to the woman, "Pardon me, ma'am , but I think your husband just slid under the table."
The woman calmly looked up at her and said, "No, he didn't. He just walked in the door."
The waitress, taking another order at a table a few steps away, suddenly noticed the man slowly sliding down his chair and under the table, but the woman acted unconcerned.
The waitress watched as the man slid all the way down his chair and out of sight under the table. Still, the woman appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware her dining companion had disappeared.
The waitress, thinking this was a bit risqué behaviour that might offend other diners, went over to the table and tactfully, began by saying to the woman, "Pardon me, ma'am , but I think your husband just slid under the table."
The woman calmly looked up at her and said, "No, he didn't. He just walked in the door."
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