I have been visited by various lovely people who are arranging for me to go home. A hospital bed will be set up in the lounge and I will have nurses coming in to help. Short term outlook improved long term who knows. More of that anon. The staff here at SMH have been brilliant. I will tell you more about the strange events that have affected me over the last few months another time.
Sadly perhaps 100yards away from me in a hospice the other side of the hospital my granddaughter’s other grandfather passed away last night. This is the granddaughter who was having her hair cut off for charity and she had managed to bring the haircut forward to tonight so that we both could see the result. Sadly it was not to be. But she kept her promise and her hair is a lot shorter! (I am not allowed to show photos). The cut off hair will be made into wigs for cancer sufferers while money she is raising will go to the Hospice and cancer research. I hope this will also provide some comfort for my granddaughters.
If you want to support them there is a link below or kind words (which I will pass on) are welcome.
How many times have I heard that phrase over the past few weeks? But today I am going to leave the words to my granddaughter. Please read them.
Now I have got round to this post. For some time we have had separate accounts for our broadband and TV. This was because my broadband provider had been taken over by Sky. Now this meant that we could save money by having a single account. In January there was a deal on which meant an even better package including both our phone line and upgrading to SkyQ. Continue reading “Sky-boshed & other sillinesses”
Some people just don’t understand. If you have a dog on a long lead it can be ten foot in front of you or ten foot behind you or even ten foot to the side of you. Its limit is a circle with you at the centre.
I was out with our dog and a woman was walking along the road on the other side with a dog on an extendable lead. Now if you have any sense you lock it in its shortest position when you are walking along the road but I could see that the dog was some way in front of her and able to go to the full length of the lead. When it saw us it immediately ran across the road towards us. Fortunately there were no cars around otherwise it would have been a splatted dog (and probably a rather upset car driver)! The comment from the dog owner was “That is the trouble with these things” as if she had no ability to keep her dog on a short lead when on a road and had forgotten that she was responsible for her dog’s safety. My reaction was “Stupid person” (well actually “Stupid woman” but that is a phrase than can get you into trouble). Continue reading “Misunderstandings”
A few posts ago I was talking about the opportunities and threats of “Social Media”. Since then I have seen a few more examples.
So firstly treat what you read with a pinch of salt (as you should anything you read unless you know you can trust the source). This (on the right) is a post that has been going around on Facebook. Now while I sympathise with the sentiments it is neither a “Fact” nor “Legal” and I am sure that no-one would be taken in by this. But a slightly less outlandish statement and a gullible person . . . well who knows. Continue reading “The perils of the internet and e-mail”
Toni and Carol completed the Great South Run in the very commendable time of 1 hr 37minutes. Here are before and after pictures – can you work out which is which?
Unfortunately we were unable to be there to support them due to a plumbing problem but Carol reported in her inimitable way “What an awesome day!! Thank you Toni for being my motivator when the pain kicked in! The crowd support the entire route was amazing, much needed jelly babies in the last 5 miles, bagpipes, drumming bands, rock choir keeping the momentum going, whenever I was flagging someone would shout encouragement (took me by surprise as I forgot I had my name on my front!) and kids high fiving the whole way round. Running past HMS Victory was pretty awesome too. Thank you Portsmouth – give me a few weeks to forget the pain then I will probably sign up again!”
And with gift aid they have raised just £15 shy of £1,200 for Cancer Research UK. Great job. Should anyone have found that missing £15 down the back of the sofa then please visit Toni’s justgiving page.
. . . life before social media? I was surprised recently to get a “reminder” from Facebook that showed that I had been using it for ten years! If you had asked me I would probably have said ‘about five years’ although if I thought about it I would have realised it was longer, but ten years!!! Continue reading “Do you remember . . .”
(although luminous yellow are pretty good as well)
It was three in the morning and I was standing on the corner of a street in a hi-viz jacket with a cat rubbing itself against my legs. Further down the road I could just see Liz’s flashing bunny ears and in the distance I could see a snake of twinkling lights coming towards us. As they got closer I could see that they were all wearing pink tee-shirts. When they reached me I directed them round the corner and onward. It was the annual Midnight Walk for the Florence Nightingale Hospice. Most were walking steadily and chatting away although a couple of times someone not in a pink teeshirt weaved their way along the road and staggered off into the distance. Continue reading “Pink teeshirts are best”
A year ago on Fathers Day I recounted how I had made several trips to Dadford (appropriate name) for one son and elsewhere before getting to the other son’s after five hours on the road. I ended saying that I hoped that perhaps next year (this year) would be different. I am pleased to say that it has been.
Continue reading “It makes a change”
At the end of March (Upping the ante) I told you that my daughter-in-law Toni and her friend and running companion Carol have made a rash decision – they have entered the Great South Run to raise money for Cancer Research UK. This is a 10 mile unencumbered run when they are used to 10 kilometre runs which have obstacles to allow them to take a breather (she’ll probably tell me off for suggesting that that is what they are for). Continue reading “Upping the ante (2) – 150 days to go”