Sending BIG LOVE to my lovely friend, Cherie currently in America in a hospital, after breaking 3 bones whilst playing with a dog.

Moral of story?

Dont play with dogs maybe?

Having spoken to her, and somehow convincing her that im currently dating a woman who turned out to be a transsexual, I’m wondering whether her painkillers have an ‘ extreme gullibility ‘ side effect..?

But at least she laughed a lot.

Hey Russ.

Your posts on new Carer make me laugh. Reminds me of my ex Bulgarian brother in law.

Remember this; You will never laugh with him only at him……in the nicest possible way 😏 It’s a good way to survive

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Written with tongue in Cheek

I actually don’t ‘ get too critical ‘ of the Carers, defaulting to occasional praise, when I overlook the chaos they actually do cause in my life, but Boris is a whole new experience.

In between not actually doing anything that involves a brain cell of initiative, Boris hums. He hums like a demented bee.

I have to keep playing music at a volume higher than his humming ie about 80 decibels, just to drown him out.

I just told him Marky P’s joke –

‘How do you get to Wales in a mini?’

He asked for the answer.

‘ It’s impossible  You can’t even get one in it ‘

He broke into a huge laugh  … I’m not complaining!

Thanks to Marky P for that contribution to my dynamic with Boris K

Apparently I get 20% off a ticket to a local historic park, as a resident living nearby!

Thats £2 better off than I was, at least on the basis that I want to go in the first place. It’s about 7 quid that I’m worse off if i do go.

He mentioned in passing that he’d get in for free, as my Carer.

Maybe ill just go by myself and tell him all about it…..?

I just took delivery of a small hand drill so I can do things to help myself – put in various low level storage hooks.

Boris unpacked, obviously after I’d asked him to, not before…..

He then said ‘ Have you ever done a military drill ) slow voice stylée.

Recognising that this was a crap play on words, I just said ‘ no ‘

He then slowly explained his hilarious pun to me.. I smiled briefly.

I really don’t want to encourage him tbh.

Today Boris Karloff and I go to collect some stuff from a storage unit to move into my new home. I have a good flat next to water, which is very quiet with swans and tweety birds everywhere.

As Boris has little sense of order or logic, despite talking like Mr Spock, it’s going to be another trying time,I’m sure of it.

I’ll wheelchair there and he’ll hopefully follow me in the car. He refuses to use any kind of modern satnaverytypadevice so no doubt AT ALL that I will lose him en route and then not be able to contact him as he doesn’t answer his primate Phone anyway.

Blimey oh Riley.

Saturday night I went to Swansea to see a band.

2 hours sleep,each night  for the 4 nights before ( i just couldn’t sleep ) meant I was just tired, but I always think that I shouldn’t just give up and not go, as that would be all too easy.

Thr Killers were 9/10 – fair play to them. Real crowd pleasing band. Nobody in Swansea seemed sober, which is how the Welsh are in Stadiums !

My new Carer is definitely really’ unusual ‘. He is Hungarian, and there’s something of the Vampire about him.  You can definitely imagine him sleeping in a coffin at night. Occasionally he says something ‘ oblique’ Before going to Swansea he da ‘ Do you think we’ll see Wales in Wales?’

I said that my date and I didn’t really have time to look around, but that he’d have a few hours  to look around, yes.

Without changing expressions, he said (and read this in a foreign, stilted voice ) ‘ I was making a joke ‘ .

I said ‘ oh as in the creatures that live in the sea, the mammals called whales…?’

He said in a foreign and solemn accent, and not smiling at all  ‘ Yes’.

I said ‘ right, got you…’

Still no smile though.

Tbh, it’s not really working out this time that a man is preferable to a woman  He’s like Igor, Frankenstein’s helper, only more solemn . Like one of those kids at school who was so serious that you just assumed that they must be ever so clever, but actually they weren’t at all!

Hi to Claire x

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Soooo at the hospital I had about 20 X-rays, 2 ultrasounds, lots of opinions but one conclusion- that nothing had changed…

Doesnt make a lot of sense because I have a big lump where before there wasn’t one.. what do I know though, right…?!

After that I did indeed go to East London to see the Foo Fighters… with Amanda.

I’d heard from lots of people that they are amazing live, winning awards apparently ( for ‘ liveness’ ? As opposed to pretending perhaps?? )

Well i have to say that they were a bit of a disappointment tbh. I do see lots of bands, to be fair, so I deserve an opinion maybe. Dammit I paid, so I have earned one.. the Lead singer is definitely a lot up his own A hole, talks a LOT but doesn’t say ANYTHING clever or slightly amusing in any way.  He does call the audience ‘ you motherfuckers ‘ a lot, which had comedy value the first time out of the 50 times he must have said it… tho of course some would say it’s an unpleasant typa word to call so many paying people?

Anyway, I’m not so sure there has ever been a fella with really long hair and a beard that I really trust or like..

Well not since Jesus, anyway. But since he may be  fictional, I’ll say not since Grizzly Adams instead.

RD Gig Rating 4/10 then.

Taylor Swift was on at Wembley last night – the little minx !  I should have gone to see her!

As it never rains, but it  absolutely fucking pisses it down ( in my life ) the latest Great News as I am about to return to the UK, is that something has moved / broken / come apart in my back ( as in my metalwork ).
It actually happened about 36 hours ago, and I suddenly felt even more( not )straight than I just had felt.
My Carer had a look and declared that I had a large hard lump / ridge in my back, 2 inches to the right of my lower spine, which had not been there before.
I emailed and left a voicemail for my surgeon straight away, but as it was 10pm I obviously had no direct contact.
After a fairly short sleep that night, in the morning the lump had gone down.
After a few hours in the chair it reappeared, then again went after a night lying down.
As I write it’s back again .. so almost immediately I get back I am going into hospital again, for X-rays. I imagine that something has come apart, so can therefore move around… and I’ll need yet another operation to fix it?

Ahhh the joys of my stuff – never a dull moment.

If they don’t keep me in, in hospital, I’m going to see the Foo Fighters that same night, in the Queen Elizabeth stadium, in East London.

This shit isn’t going to stop me, let’s face it!
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