And Then, Still Cluttering The Place Up...

Sorry for the absence but once you break from this Blogging thingy, it’s quite liberating not having to have to formulate a bunch of words on a screen almost every afternoon. But I promised to pop-in occasionally so please consider this as one of they pops.

Health-wise? Okay, but still many doctor, nurse and scanner fellows to visit and let’s not forget all the blood given to everyone I visit. I won’t be surprised if the checkout folk at supermarkets start asking for a bit o’ my blood.

So much news, so little time. The main points of little interest for me? The frantic burst of wall-to-wall coverage of all sorts of strange folk shouting, lying down and gluing themselves to the roads because of changes in the weather. Seems governments are more willing to listen to kids now. Today, it’s flooding owing to rising temperatures. Coincidentally, the weather forecasts then report wot a cold May it’s been.

The really big news that had the MSM hyperventilating was the run-up and birth of a baby to a couple all of us have never met and never will meet. This climaxed with the naming of said baby. Archie. Seriously? King Archie? Anyhoo, does that name not leave the door open for years of MSM speculation as to who {whom?} will be educating Archie? I’m guessing Peter Brough is no longer available... Yeah, I know; you need to be of an age but to help you out, Peter Brough was a ventriloquist who had a very popular radio show way back in time. Yup, a ventriloquist on the radio.

             

Quote;  Chris Gardner.

“Baby steps count, too, as long as you're moving forward.”

And Then, Me Again...

With the shocking news from Sri Lanka, I trust all the usual suspects have got their T-light and teddy ready bags down from the top of the wardrobe and are in the process of booking flights. Or is it a tad too far for them?

I also note the Ukraine has taken a lead from us over here and has elected a comedian to high office. The good folk of the Ukraine are probably thinking, ‘What can possibly go wrong?’ Just look west good people.

Finally, wot I forgot the other day was a little gem when I had my first appointment with the attack after-care nurse practitioner.  She was sitting at her desk and I was sitting at the side facing her and we finally got to the checking of blood pressure and she wrapped that air bag thingy round my upper arm and pumped it up. All okay. She then said, “Can I do it again standing up please?”
Quick as a flash I replied, “Of course you can. Please feel free to do it the way that’s most comfortable for you. Oh, wait. You want me to stand up, right?”
Going by her reaction, I may well have made her day.

Quote;  Ronald Reagan.

“My doctors told me this morning my blood pressure is down so low that I can start reading the newspapers.”

And Then An Update...

In and out again to see if my fingers hit the letters my head was thinking about and thus form the  words I’m thinking of.  Sofa so goo... Oh.

Anyhoo, me wise, I’m more than happy to report I seem to be slowly progressing towards good health but sad to say it’s hard to shake what happened out of my head. To be expected I guess and it’s not helped by the fact that every time I turn the TV on I seem to land on a scene featuring young folk talking about some old guy who’s just had a heart attack. Still a few outpatient visits yet to go so still few and far between post here.

As above, these visits to my keyboard will still be sporadic in nature for a goodly while yet also bearing in mind that Article 13 thingy and exactly wot you can and can’t do on the Web after it becomes enforceable. No more quoting? Will my Jukebox have to go? No more linking? No more free thinking?

Well, so, what’s been happening out there as I continue to convalesce? Brexit? Just what most of us expected. Not going to happen in the way it was voted for is it.

I also see that some young lady who allegedly sowed folk into bombs is getting UK legal aid in her bid to get back here. On the same news bulletin was the news that ‘Soldier F’ will be prosecuted for the killing of an unarmed fellow forty years ago during the troubles. It’s all a tad upside down is it not?

With regards ‘Soldier F’, I can only guess that any surviving air crew from WWII - or indeed any air crew since who’ve been involved with the dropping of bombs and didn’t first confirm that everyone in the target area was pointing a gun at them - will be waiting for their doors to get kicked in. Will this include the bad guys that bombed us as well? Is that the sound of salivating lawyers I hear?

As for those ‘environ-mental’ protesters down London the way, how long do you think a Brexit demo along similar lines would be allowed to continue before dispersal baton charges were ordered from upon high?

Quote;  Phillip Roth.

“The English Language is a form of communication! Words aren't only bombs and bullets - no, they're little gifts, containing meanings. What is true in love, is equally true at law.”