Monthly Archives: December 2015

A plan.

My friend ( Clair ) suggested that as a ‘coping strategy’ I write here on my blog about funny things that have happened to me in the past.

As I’m not feeling altogether cheerful, it will probably affect how I recount stuff, but I’ll have a go.

If you find something funny, please tell me.

That’ll at least justify my having made the effort.

Saturday

At last I slept deeply.

9 hours straight. I suppose there comes a point where you’re just so tired that despite such things as uncontrollable legs that move and kick all by themselves, you just sleep regardless.

Tonight is our annual pre Xmas Chiswick Xmas dinner – celebrated by the same lot for 25 years ( well, we are the only ones not to miss one ) ) and there are about 26 people coming. Every one has to bring stuff and help, so it works really well (tho inevitably its more work for whoever hosts it than anyone else )  I feared that my fatigue would really kill it for me. I’m in charge of party games, and I’ve thought of a new one -called Gay or Straight?  As no one knows the rules except me, and I’m not actually taking part, it should be a laugh …

And  I’m in charge of the Music Quiz. I’ve noticed over the years that people imagine themselves to be music quiz geniuses when they get pissed, but the reality is the opposite, just far more noisy shouting out of totally incorrect answers…

 

Thank you.

Thanks.. In no particular order  ( except for the first person ) to :

Dani,

Irum and Farah for today, and our late afternoon and evening out ( after my psychiatric appt – where I was encouraged to adopt the mind strategy that I am grateful for being in a wheelchair – not as bonkers as it sounds ),

Adeelah, Jana and the team in Egham,

Charlotte,

Lisa Jones for her long and beautifully written letter to me,

Pia, for being Pia, and Cliff and Holly for their tolerance,

Jo, for being gay Jo,

Dan for his ongoing support,

Jo Midgely for being so pissed that even tho I was very very drunk, I felt sober next to her,

Danny  and Pippa  Kishon for making me laugh

Rich, Trudy, Jack and Luke K for a great 18th birthday party, and Sarah F for being the Vagistrate

Toby for breakfast, and advice,

Sian for her concern,

Glenn for his,

Larry for drinking my beer,

Roy and Dickon for a different breakfast  and their strength,

Most of Team WDF cyclists, plus partners, plus Jules and Vaughan, for all coming to my house for a Loire cycle ride reunion,

Mike Smith for his ‘ don’t let the bastards get you down’ approach,

My Mum for her texts,

Sas and the Park Club for a big night out,

Andrew Pelosi for proving that business contacts can also be close friends,

Colin White for his party,

Clair Mason for her love,

Stu Metcalf for his empathy,

Charlie Perkins for being a horse’s arse,

Roy  in advance for tomorrow, and likewise Rob Colliver,

Sandra K, Monique, Arti and the 2 Chris’s  for their messages,

Jayney C for her humour,

and all the other people that prove their friendship over and over again.