Friday, 19 April 2013

Health issues, St Georges Day and bombers



19 April 2013

A busy day with GP and hospital visits took up most of yesterday.  From that lot I have at least two more visits to the GP to come, one for diabetic clinic and one a for follow up on the x-rays I had done.  Such is life I suppose ... ... ...

For the last 80 years the Scout movement within Dorktown and Bed'th have paraded through Bed'th on April 23, St Georges Day.  But this year the cops have said they can't afford the costs involved to close the roads and police the event any more due to cut backs.  Dorktown Council is saying exactly the same too.  How sad that such a worthwhile organisation can't do what has become a tradition for them.  So much for Daft Dave's' Big Society eh!

As an aside - I used to make my own wine years ago, and very nice it was too.  But one think I learned during this time was that 23 April, St Georges Day was the traditional day for picking dandelion heads for making dandelion wine.  
 
So the US is feeling the terror of bombings in its streets.  I'm not sure how I feel about it really.  Boston has a large Irish community of course and was one of the IRA's, if not the biggest area for donations to its cause.  That cause included the death of 21 people in Brum, the wrecking of Manchester city centre, the death of so many more people here in mainland UK and of course, over the water in Ulster.  Whatever, I do have sympathy for the families of those who have lost loved one and those who are badly injured.  There can be no excuse for such actions no matter who did it or why!  What it shows is that no nation is safe from these nut cases.

I've noticed something else about the US too.  9/11 saw three airplanes crash into buildings and a fourth one crashing into a field when the passengers took action to prevent it being crashed to whatever its target was.  Most of North America was shock over that attack; but can you imagine the fear a week or so later when yet another airplane came down on part of New York?  In that incident it was terrorist but a faulty airplane that caused it.  Yet again within days of a terrorist attack there is yet another major incident where a lot of folk have died and been injured.  This time is was a chemical plant in Texas.  It seems a tad odd to me does that but I don't know why really.  Is it really just coincidence - or am I reading too much into it? 

Jan has just arranged for us to have a water metre fitted.  I'm surprised she managed to do so really.  When we lived in the bungalow in Bed'th I asked about it and was told that the council would not allow any of its tenants to have one fitted.  The claim at that time was that Severn Trent Water wanted to fit metres to all properties but the council said 'No' because they knew that a lots of the tenants didn't want one and they were not going to force one on them.  Severn Trent said it was an all or none action and that was how it has stayed since then.  At least that is how I thought the situation was.  But June next door but one says they had one fitted and they have saved loads of money by doing so.  Like us there is just the two of them.  Whatever, they coming next Friday to fit a metre here.

Photo time ... 

a shark I snapped (sorry ;-))) ) in the aquarium in North Queensferry.  If you really want to, you can actually go for a swim with it and its mates.  I think I shall keep my feet well and truly dry!

And now for a funny ...

I was at a cash point yesterday when a little old lady asked if I could check her balance. Not being one to disappoint I pushed the old dear over.               

Wednesday, 17 April 2013

MOT, shopping and a legacy



17 April 2013

It looks like it will take me a few days to get back into the idea of writing this bog on a daily basis; please bare with me as I do so.

My VW Golf had to go in for an MOT yesterday so Jan followed me up to the dealer and we went off for a ride around afterwards.  First stop was a garden centre close to Coventry air port at Bagginton.  There we bought a trough like planter and a load of bedding plants for it.  After that we headed off to PC World where we bought a Norton 360 Gold security package.  We bought it new because it seems that it's cheaper that way than doing an online renewal, or at least it has done the last twice I have tried it.  From there it was home via the Crow's Nest and a pint of Fortyniner and a Smirnoff Ice.  Later it was back to pick up the car and into town for a bit more shopping before arriving home around 5.20pm.  Top and bottom of it all I was so tired that I just felt pretty well washed out and not up to doing much at all - hence no blog yesterday.

And so £8million is being spent on saying 'Goodbye' to Mrs Thatcher.  OK. I didn't have any respect for her as either a person or politian, but some of things that have been said and done since she died as well and truly OTT.  Even so, I don't agree with the cost of her state funeral!  There are questions of what her legacy will be.  For me it's easy to see every day. 

She made it possible for council tenants buy their houses.   Sounds good that doesn't it.  Did she foresee that problems with that policy I wonder?  The problem came a couple of years later when the new home owners found that with the increasing loan interest rates and the rate of job losses all over the UK, they couldn't afford to pay the mortgage.  So the then 'stay-at-home' mums went out to work to help pay the bills.  Now of course that it is expected that these mums will return to work as soon as possible after the birth of their children.  It is no longer an option but an expectation. 

This has then resulted in far less parental influence on all the kids as they grew up from the mid 1980's onwards.  Those kids are now having kids of their own the society as a whole is now suffering from that lack of parental influence.  Mad Maggie as I have always called her had a lot to answer for one way or another. The loss of so much of our manufacturing base was destroyed by her and government, a loss we are still having to deal with on a daily basis it seems sometimes. 

The loss of the coal industry is down her and her alone!  I don't accept that it needed sorting out in the way she went about it.  She actually provoked the miners to go out on strike.  The questions, "WHY?"  The answer is simple, "REVENGE!"  In the 1970s when Ted Heath was Prime Muppet, the miners went on strike and won and Ted Heath's government fell because of it.  Thatcher was the energy minister at the time and lost her job because of it and was banished to the opposition.  At the time she gave a TV interview where she promised that she would never forget what the miners had done and would be looking forwards to their pay-back time.  And that is what she did. 

However, Scargil played into her hands because of lack foresight and a lack of guts.  He is another man I have little time for and to honest he didn't help his unions just cause.  By not going for a full ballot because he knew full well that he wouldn't win it, only half of the miners were out for the full duration of the strike.  Even then a good number of the miners were going back to work.  Even though his prediction that the aim was close most if not all of the mines country was correct, in the end the strike became more about Scargil's political life than saving the coal industry.

Did Thatcher do anything that I agreed with?  Well, yes she did.  She sent a task force to the Falklands and kicked out the invading Argentine army.  The cost to the UK was huge, but it was a cost we as country had to face up to otherwise that same thing would have happened all over the world.  For that, and for that alone I thank here.

So now I need to find a photo ... ah yes, this one ... 

an Aerial Leader motor bike, a real classic of a bike.  We had word the rider and he had taken off the side fairings to he could give it a run and sort of a few niggles that might be there without have to strip the bike while he was out.  I was a real pleasure to see it.

A funny today then ...

A mate of mine recently admitted to being addicted to brake fluid. When I quizzed him on it he reckoned he could stop any time.....             

Monday, 15 April 2013

Dropped curbs, poor pavements and a tram system!



15 April 2013

I'm back home again; actually I got back late afternoon on Saturday but I still felt tired yesterday.  All I did yesterday apart from going out to a garden centre with Jan was sort out about half of the photos I got while in Edinburgh.  As for city itself ...

Edinburgh is a really nice city all round, however, like all cities it does have its problems.  Right now £1 billion is being spent in building a tram line and the chaos in and around Princes Street is horrendous.  But the thing is, I didn't meet one local who thought there was any need for a tram system.  The bus service is really good and is popular but the council in its wisdom ignored the people yet again and went ahead with the tram plan.  But could the money be better spent?  Well, yes it could!

Around the Royal Mile, Princes Street an George Street areas the dropped curbs are fine if a little steep.  But the pavements all over the city are exceptionally bad!  Away from the main tourist areas the dropped curbs are just about none existent!  I took to using the cycle lane to get to and from the city centre on my scooter.  But that angered a lot of the car drivers, but only them.  Using the cycle lane was only marginally better than the pavements though.  The road surface is just as bad if not worse than the pavements.  A better way of spending £1 billion would have been sorting that lot out and building an tram system that isn't needed and not wanted. 

The other major issue I had on my scooter was the cobbled streets.  However, Edinburgh is an historic centre and the cobbled streets are all part of its history and character.  They do look good to when they are maintained but for us scooter riders they are nightmare!  Even so, I wouldn't agree to them being replaced if I asked about it.  They actually do add to the magic of Edinburgh. 

I had a big surprise the first pub I went into.  They had four real ales on tap!   
Yes, four of them.  I wasn't expecting many at all really, if any.  But all the pubs I went into had at least four ales on tap.  I was expecting that most of the drinking there would be lager, usually Tennents.  Not keen on it mesen like.  But even the locals were drinking the ales. 

Food tended to be a bit hit and miss though.  The fish and chips I had in one pub was OK, just but I've had better.  The haggis I had twice was superb both time times.  Someone has come up with the idea of presenting it as tower with taties on the bottom, neaps in the middle and haggis on the top, served with a whisky gravy or sauce.  I had intended to go to butchers just up the road from my hotel and buy a few haggis links to bring home with me I forgot all about it ... ah well.

Overall I really enjoyed my week away.  The hotel, Lauderville House Guest House was the best B&B I've ever stopped in.  Staff were friendly and welcoming and the house itself was not only just clean but very smart too.  Jan wants to go up for a week too so we will be booking in there when we go.

Seeing as to where I spent last week, today's photo is fairly obvious ... 

Edinburgh Castle.

And now for a funny ... 

A man fell asleep on the beach in Florida for several hours and got horrible sunburn, specifically to his upper legs.  He went to the hospital, and was promptly admitted after being diagnosed with second-degree burns.
With his skin already starting to blister, and the severe pain he was in, the doctor prescribed continuous intravenous feeding with saline, electrolytes, a sedative, and a Viagra pill every four hours.
The nurse, who was rather astounded, asked, 'What good will Viagra do for him, doctor'?
The doctor replied,   'It won't do anything for his condition, but it'll keep the sheets off his legs.'                  

Sunday, 7 April 2013

Dorktown in the sun, I'm off beer and a shared meal



7 April 2013

Sunday and it's bright and sunny again in Dorktown.  However, I won't be going out today seeing as I have to get things ready for my trip to Bonnie Scotland early tomorrow.  So my friends, this will be the last blog entry until next Sunday at least.

I did actually go out yesterday and managed to get ten new real ale pump signs.  I also had two pints of ale, one from Serbia and an English brewed ale.  By the time I got nearly 2/3 of the second pint I found I was feeling very full, as if I had pigged out on something.  I left the Willy White at that point and went home.  It's sad to admit that I am just not enjoying the ales as I used to.  Time to quit I think.

This going to be a short entry today seeing as I have so much to do ready for tomorrow; so here's one of the many crocuses we have on the lawn out back ...

Funny time ...

The sharing of marriage...
The old man placed an order for one hamburger, French fries and a drink.  He unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half, placing one half in front of his wife.
He then carefully counted out the French fries, dividing them into two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife.  He took a sip of the drink, his wife took a sip and then set the cup down between them . As he began to eat his few bites of hamburger, the people around them were looking over and whispering.
Obviously they were thinking, 'That poor old couple - all they can afford is one meal for the two of them.'
As the man began to eat his fries a young man came to the table and politely offered to buy another meal for the old couple. The old man said, they were just fine - they were used to sharing everything
People closer to the table noticed the little old lady hadn't eaten a bite. She sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally taking turns sipping the drink.
Again, the young man came over and begged them to let him buy another meal for them.
This time the old woman said 'No, thank you, we are used to sharing everything.'
Finally, as the old man finished and was wiping his face neatly with the napkin, the young man again came over to the little old lady who had yet to eat a single bite of food and asked 'What is it you are waiting for?'
She answered --

(This bit is great)

'THE TEETH.'