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You know, Jah Lush, I was thinking just the same today.


In no kind of bid for sympathy, the last couple of months have been shit for me: my dad had a stroke, but he's ok and at home; my sister was diagnosed with ME after months of tests for MS, but in all I think she's actually just a massive hypochondriac (no offence to those who were helpful in the ME respect, there's other stuff); my mum had an armed robbery but she wasn't shot; I lost my job but I've got some interviews...


Things could, by and large, be an awful awful lot worse. Today was fecking beautiful - did you see it - beautiful. Blue skies, cold, crisp, little fluffy white clouds - gorgeous. Most depressing day my arse. Tell it to someone in the Congo.

Thanks Mick Mac, but I really mean it - I have been indulging myself a little bit in self-pity over Christmas - but actually you know, things are really not so bad. No one's dead, and the world's a beautiful place.


Mostly. (Here).


In lots of places it's unimaginable. But we're not there and I'm not usually an evangelist but my god, the price of a loaf in Lucas bakery is a nice problem to have, is it not?

Is today supposed to be the most depressing day of the year then.

Not for me, I just caught a qlimpse of myself in the mirror in the lift, and the way I look in my new hat cheered me up no end.

I'm going out for a walki in a minute to give others a lift on this day of depression and misery.

Community spirit in action.

RosieH Wrote:

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> I want that mirror AND a jaunty hat

>

> HB, can we see the hat?


Unfortunately RosieH my IT skills are not sufficient for me to present it to you on here.

I have a confession to make, I was parading around the Brixton area and sure enough the geheral populace seemed cheered by my headgear.

Unfortunately I made a sarcastic remark to a man in a wheelchair who ran over my foot, which I think undid all the good 'karma' I had 'laid down'.

I'm going to hell, aren't I?

HonaloochieB Wrote:

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> Unfortunately RosieH my IT skills are not

> sufficient for me to present it to you on here.

> I have a confession to make, I was parading around

> the Brixton area and sure enough the geheral

> populace seemed cheered by my headgear.

> Unfortunately I made a sarcastic remark to a man

> in a wheelchair who ran over my foot, which I

> think undid all the good 'karma' I had 'laid

> down'.

> I'm going to hell, aren't I?



I will settle for a full and vivid description of the titfer in question.


I suspect that if your sarcastic remark hinged on your aggressor's wheelchair status, then yes, TillieTrotter is right, and you'd better get your handcart ready.

Blimey, I haven't heard of a Beano in years. I remember my mother and her cronies going on one when I was a wee one. Is there room in the handcart for a little one Hona, I don't mind going to hell, at least it'll be warm. Anyone else...?

RosieH Wrote:

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> HonaloochieB Wrote:

> --------------------------------------------------


> I suspect that if your sarcastic remark hinged on

> your aggressor's wheelchair status, then yes,

> TillieTrotter is right, and you'd better get your

> handcart ready.


The remark was along the lines of 'don't worry mate, no need to apologise I've got another one'.

But amn't I supposed not to say things like that to wheelchair geezers?

Shouldn't I just turn the other foot, as it were?

The priests at school didn't have specific rules about such things, but I think they implied that was the best way to deal with such matters.

RosieH Wrote:

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> HonaloochieB Wrote:

> --------------------------------------------------

> -----

> > Unfortunately RosieH my IT skills are not

> > sufficient for me to present it to you on here.

> > I have a confession to make, I was parading

> around

> > the Brixton area and sure enough the geheral

> > populace seemed cheered by my headgear.

> > Unfortunately I made a sarcastic remark to a

> man

> > in a wheelchair who ran over my foot, which I

> > think undid all the good 'karma' I had 'laid

> > down'.

> > I'm going to hell, aren't I?

>

>

> I will settle for a full and vivid description of

> the titfer in question.

>



It's black, RH. Proper 'priest sock' black.

Not that very very very very very very very very very dark blue that some nimrods claim to be black.

The band is of a very very very very very very very very very dark blue that some nimrods claim to be black.

But I was aware of it and am not a nimrod, so that's alright then.

The band is of a ridged satin that catches the light 'just so', not showy you understand, but enough to get a fellow noticed.

The bow on the right-hand side is what Louisa May Alcott would have described as 'cunning'.

It's a widebrimmed number, and I wear it either pushed onto the back of my head like Paul Simonon of The Clash used to wear his hats during their 'lairy greaser' phase, or pulled down over my eyes, like an incognito vampire.

But the best touch is the lining, it's an oxblood and grey check that is seen at it's best when I doff.

And believe me, I am a dedicated doffer.

If Marks produce anything better than this, this year I'll eat my hat.

TillieTrotter Wrote:

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> Blimey, I haven't heard of a Beano in years. I

> remember my mother and her cronies going on one

> when I was a wee one. Is there room in the

> handcart for a little one Hona, I don't mind going

> to hell, at least it'll be warm. Anyone else...?


I've just got Joe Brown's Day At Seaside lodged in my head.

I can't remember all the lyrics but the ones standing out at the moment are 'and we'll both dip our 'eads in the deep blue sea' 'get your stick of candy, you will do for mine' and 'if you kiss me quick then we'll 'ave a cup a tea...at the seside'.

So course ye can, gel. Always room in the 'andcart for a dollybird.

LuLu Too Wrote:

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> Where did you get that hat? Where did you get that

> tile?

> Isn't it a nobby one and just the proper style?

> I should like to have one, just the same as that!

>

> Wherever I go, they shout Hello - where did you

> get that hat?!


OIH!

  • 4 weeks later...

I am interested in trying to get more treatment - physio & reflexology type thing - for stroke patients, as when my dad had a stroke last year the NHS weren't interested (probably due to the money aspect) and I found it near impossible even to organise something privately. As his stroke was very severe and paralysed his left side, he was bedridden and I wanted to occupy some of his time in a nice way and just give him a treat really.


I was wondering what your dad had been offered in the way of after-care - if any - and if you had any ideas about anything that would be helpful for those discharged from hospital in terms of things like this or generally aids to use around the home to make life easier...


Any ideas or feedback welcome :)

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