Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Monday

What a few days. Something, I don't know exactly what, keeps tripping the electrics. It just trips the Earth Leakage, so all the sockets go. Hannah gets p155ed off because her alarm loses the time and she has to reset it. My alarm just adds 3 minutes everytime the leccy trips. Much more of this and I'll be on tomorrow's time, today.

My fault. Complete up cock. Yvonne told me last week I needed more tablets. Well, I didn't go and get them. So today, well, you can guess. So. scrawled letter to the docs and then a quick plea over the phone and then up the chemist. Few, panic over, but, all entirely my own fault. If you can think of someone else for me to blame, please let me know, it'll help me feel much better. email me or leave me a comment.

Off to the hospital on Wednesday as a day patient for some treatment to my back. Hope it works, and hope it takes away some of this lingering, nagging, haunting agony that I am in. The gabapentin helps, but only just.

If you look at my blog, you will see that a shop front has appeared. I am trying to work out how to sell the massive accumulation of stamps that I have that I don't want. I only collect Gibraltar, and I only want one of each, so all the extra's and the swaps must go. Looking at all the options at the moment, and a shop front on my blog is just one option that may be worth using. AT the moment the shop is closed, that is because I haven't loaded any stock into it yet!!

Dreading the hospital and it's only just over a day away.

Happy days.


Trip


There goes the leccy again. Thank goodness for the UPS on the computer.

Saturday

Christmas has now formally arrived in the Reeley Household. I know this because Mother In Law (aka Mil) has arrived and is esconced in an upstairs room. Welcome Mil

In England we tend to think of this time of year as Christmastime, and generally wish each other a Merry Christmas, and I happily follow this convention.

Reading blogs and looking at the news recently I see a trend in Britain to pander to the whims of minority groups. Some authorities have banned decorations or other formal events that are based on Christianity. I think that is utterly stupid. Whether you, or I, are a practising Christian or not, the country is basically a Christian country by a majority of over 90% (so I have read). When I was bought up in the 50's I was taught a simple rule, 'when in rome' so why can't these few minorities 'suffer' our Christian ways and let the majority (over 50 million) enjoy or suffer Merry Christmas and not have to endure 'Happy Holidays'.

My Jewish friends have Hanukkah, and the African Americans I know have Kwanzaa. My readers who are pagans have Solstice and the followers of the ancient Roman Empire have Dies Natalis Invicti Solis which also falls on the 25th of December. I don't pretend to understand what any of these various festivals are about, what I do know is that on the last Saturday before CHRISTMAS in Britain, the only people not out shopping are driving in cars to find a parking place so that they can go shopping.

I have a plan. Yvonne and I will get in our car and go and get in the traffic jam. She will then go out and shop for one hour, by which time I will have been able to move the car exactly 30 yards forward. She will then return, put her shopping in the boot, change places with me, and I will go and shop for an hour. We will repeat this process until we have bought all that we can. We will then nip out of the traffic queue and head home to wrap, of fill the larder, or freezer as required. No parking fees. This works because we are British, and British people queue. I just plan to exploit that concept. That is because we are British, and British people are adaptive.