who cares anyway
Hi. I am just home from a family wedding do. You know, one of those weddings that you don't know anybody and anybody doesn't know you. Who cares anyway. The main thing was, I got to drink and drink and drink even more. No, I am not drunk. When I am drunk i can't get the key in the door never mind turning the feckin computer on. Anyway, at this wedding do I had to smile at peo0ple that I have never met of heard of in my life. I also had to buy drinks for these same people hoping on the off chance that they might buy me one in return. No such feckin luck. A bunch of freeloaders. That is until i me up with my father in laws brothers son who happened to be the groom. He is such a nice guy. So is his father. They kept on asking me if i wanted a drink. Me being the sort of person I am i said yes. Who in their right mind turns down a free drink? Excuse me a moment, I need to go to the bog. Back soon. OK. I am back again. Where was I? Oh yes. Free drink. As a result of the free drinks i am now in the sate of tips that i am in. It feels great without having to wake up in the mornig with a feckin hangover. Just like it was in London last weekend. As much as i like mt inlaws they do make me laugh. Especially my father in law. On the way home he was talking about something and nobody in the car could make out a word he was saying. He was just sitting in the back seat mumbling these words out to everybody. It was really funny. Maybe he will have a hangover in the morning. Maybe not. Still. Isn't that what weddings are about? I know for certain that i didn't get up to dance because i was nursing my drink too much. To get up and dance i have to be really gone. If i was really gone I couldn't be doing this noe could I? It was quite interesting at the meal because the head waiter had a seizure. It was a grand mal seizure that epileptics have. I am an epileptic. What really pissed me off was that people were saying he had a fit. I hate that word fit. It was a feckin seizure. I really felt sorry for the guy. I didn't turn round and stare at him because i felt totally embarresseed for the guy but everybody else in the room was sitting there gawking at him. I wanted to shout at them to stop looking at the guy. He was embarressed enough. I nkow. I have been there, worn the tee shirt and come out the other end. Would you all stop the feck looking at the guy. The ambulance boys arrived and while they were dealing with him they had the decency to put up a screen so that nobody could see what they were doing. I really hope that the guy feels better tomorrow. From my own experience it takes a full day to recover from shit like that. Unless you are an epileptic there is no point in trying to explain what you are going through. After all that comotion we all headed off to the dance hall. In there there were all the people arring for the evening event. There was a live band and later on there was going to be a disco. By this time my father in law turned to me and said, 'whre are all the girls with the big chests'? I was somewhat shocked. this man is in his mid sixties but i also had a bit of a laugh to myself. My mother in law hadn't heard this neither had my wife. So, As a dutiful son in law I pointed out all the young girls with the big chests to him. No matter who I pointed out he just said, 'those arn't big'. What could I do. Shortly after this game we left as we were getting a lift home from my wife and she didn't want to stay any longer. She was in pain. My wife has spina bifida and i can only imagine the pain she suffers. So it was a quick drink up time between myself and my in laws. A quick few hugs around the family that I have never met before and then hometime. Weddings are great for bring people together. Aren't they?
Posted :: Saturday 7/29/2006 2:03:00 PM
I have just recently got back from a long weekend in London catching up with some old mates. I am still trying to sober up. Every time i stand up I feel dizzy and want to sit down again. Maybe its not the drink that was consumed but the lack of sleep because there was so much drink consumed. Who knows. It was just a great weekend and it was great to see some of my old buddies from the past and present. I don't know how he does it but one of the guys looks just like he did 25 years ago except for the colour of his hair. Out of all of us we must have made a total age of around 304 years. I wonder will the Rolling Stones ever achieve that !! Spent loads of money on things for me and the wife and the kids but then again they all deserve some wee thing for letting me go away with rowdies like that. I did discover one thing about one of the lads. He sleepwalks. Especially when he has had a skinful. It's just as well he didn't come to any harm, but it was funny watching him. He was none the wiser in the morning when I told him. Apart from meeting up with old buddies i also met up with a guy that I went to the very 1st Castle Donnington rock concert. This was in the days before Monsters of Rock. It was rteally good to see him again. As always it is good to get home to ones own bed. i know my friend tries his best to make me comfortable but nothing beats your own bed. For over 45 years now I have been in and out of hospital and the thing i always look forward to the most, apart from home cooking, is my own bed. While i was away there was trouble at mill. What could I do but wait until I got home. Most of the trouble concerned number one son. Masybe even all the trouble concerned him. When i did get home i listened to everyones side of the stories before i tackled him. I sat him down in the conservatory and had a chat with him. I didn't shout at him, although I wanted to, I didn't hit him, althought I felt like it, I just chatted to him. We talked for a while and I think i came to an agreement with him. I told him what I was worth and that he would get half of everything upon my demise. I then told him that if he ever did anything like that again i would cut him out of my will and his sister, darling daughter, would get the lot. I think it sunk in. Only time will tell. I also told him that he had to find a job by the end of this week. This is Thursday and there is no sign of anything as yet. He might just suprise us all and do something. Anything!! I am going to meet up with my wife after she gets out of work and take her out for lunch. I think she is the one who needs it the most. Ta for now
Posted :: Thursday 7/27/2006 2:33:00 AM
Today is a bad day. I am not in the best of health. Last night I managed to accidently OD on insulin and as a result I went hypo at aroung 4.30AM. The reason I ODed was quite simple really. As I am getting older my mind is going elsewhere when i really need to concentrate more on what I am doing. So, instead of taking my slow acting insulin I managed to pick up my fast acting insulin and gave myself 3 times the ammount of the stuff that I normally have and not only that it was a faster acting bloody one at that. Hence me wakening up in the early hours of the morning with the sweat pouring out of me from the top of my head to the very tips of my toes and I didn't / couldn't understand why. I knoew within myself that something was wrong but unless you are a diabetic it is very difficult to explain the feeling to you. Fortunately my wife is at hand during these incidents and she can manage to counteract the low blood sugar to great effect now. After being married for nearly 25 years I would like to think that she is helping me and not the opposite, although I am sure there are times when she shouts at me because i have woken her out of her sweet dreams. But who cares? I do of course. As a result of the happenings at 4.30AM by the time 7.00AM comes around I can't face getting up to go to work. So I sent in my apologies, not for being sick you understand, I never apologise for being sick, but more just to say that I wouldn't be in today. They understan. So I just sat about doing nothing at all except getting my blood levels back to normal and bringing my energy levels up as well. I am so used to this now that it is a normal way of life for me. In 5 years time I will be awarded my 50 year medal with diabetes. I want to be alive for that so i do try to look after myself as best I can. Everything I do in life is based around my health. I have such a long list of problems that if I was a horse I would shoot myself,or the vet would anyway. I hope that tomorrow is going to be a better day. I am looking forward to it as sitting around the house drives me crazy. One good thing that happened today was when the postman arrived with a package for me from Germany. It contained the new rolling Stones 7" vinyl taken off their ne album. I will not play this record as I want to keep it in mint condition. It will go with the hundres of other records / cds / albums / etc etc that I have collected over the years. My wife thinks I am mad but I look upon it as an investment.(It also keeps me out of the pub and I don't smoke) When I die she can do what she wants with my collection but for the now it is mine and nobody gets their hands on it. Someday before i die I will get this collection catalogued and maybe sell it myself and go away with my wife somewhere where the bank of mom and dad can't be got at by darling daughter and number one son. Talking of whom, he is out looking in earnest for a job. I have told him that he needs something as he is spending more that what he is not earning. Darling daughter is more or less self sufficient but she is still sorting out her life. I think that at 21 she should be out there living her own life even if it is only sharing a flat with girlfriends or something. Maybe I am too old fashioned. Who cares. It is still my house. Talk later
Posted :: Tuesday 7/18/2006 1:01:00 PM
My ongoing life
Wa hay!! today is the best day of the year. Unless of course my wife's birthday / wedding anniversary / my birthday etc etc are counted in. My tickets for the forthcoming Rolling Stones concert at Twickenham next month arrived in this mornings post. These are the tickets that I bought last november and paid for so that the operators of the whole show could hold on to my money for 8 months along with the hundreds of thousands of other ticket holders paid for as well. Who cares. I am going to see the / my favourite / best band in the world. Of course i will be taking my wife with me as she doesn't trust me to go to thses sort of shows on my own anymore due to the fact that I might get sort of out of my head. I will tell you more about the show after the event. Last night I / we had a BBQ for a load of folks that i work with. They are from all corners of the planet and they are all very nice folks. So, once a year I throw this annual BBQ for them as they are mostly poor students who are over here doing volunteer work and to improve their language skills. Best place to come innit? to learn how to speak english proper like. It's always good fun. There were 2 girls there last night and I introduced them to the glory of alcopops. Where they come from, they don't have them. They were sitting down all night but when they got up to go to the bathroom one of them nearly hit the deck, literally. She had had too many and didn't realise how potent they could be. Needless to say we all laughed. It was a really good night except for the wee shower of rain that lasted for about 10 minutes. Other than that the weather was good and by the time people were getting up to go home there was no food left and most of the beer and pops had been drunk. A sign of a good night in my books. tomorrow my wife and i are going to a Garden Warming party. I don't know what that is but I will tell all in the next posting if there is anything worth talking about. One of my doggies is sick. Poor thing. She had to go to the vets and get X rayed and have fluid removed from her joints. This has been sent to the laboratory for tests and we have to find out next week what the problem is. Foryunately for us we have pet insurance. Otherwise we couldn't afford to have all this done. With this one we have had a lot of problems with her since she was a puppy but with the other one we have never had to visit the vet other than for her booster. I will be in London for a boys weekend when we get the results of the test. My wife can phone me in the pup. I will be watching a Hendrix tribute band whilst having a few bevvies with some long lost friends that I haven't seen since the last time I was over there on my annual visit. I am looking forward to it. If there are any decent pictures I might even put them up. It is Sunday evening and i have to go back to work tomorrow morning after taking 9 whole days off to do nothing in particular. I was busy enough but I still managed to do nothing really important. Great, innit? Speak soon
Posted :: Sunday 7/16/2006 12:54:00 PM
My ongoing life
My number one and only son arrived home the other day after attending a music festival down south. (those were the days) He arrived wearing somebody elses clothes, carrying somebody elses bag and looking a lot worse for wear. After some brief conversation with him I managed to get out of him that the festival did not go as well as the previous one had. His tent had been stolen off the camp site. He tried to tell these BIG lads that this was his camping spot but was told where to get off. Being smaller than thay were he oblidged. Not only was his tent stolen but all his possessions went with it as well. Fortunately he had his concert ticket and his money in his pocket but his mobile phone,which had no money in it, was gone as well. I did say to him not to take it with him but these kids nowadays seem to think they know it all. Does that remind you of anybody? I asked him about the actual bands that were playing. Some pretty big named bands at that. He replied that he hardly saw anybody as he was at the relief tent trying to get things sorted out and that the bands he did see were pretty crap anyway. (no appreciation of music this 'sweet child of mine')(I've heard that line before somewhere, last time was in a drunken night out with the boys in some bar in Malta) Anyway, all was not lost. In the aftermath of the festival he went around the site and started to pick up some things that might come in useful. Then he discovered that there was more bottles and cans of beer lying about unopened than he had taken with him. So. The bag that he arrived home with was not full of clothes etc. but it was full of drink. Is this guy smart or what. That is exactly the sort of thing I would / did when I used to attend such events way back in my youthful days in the 60's / 70's / 80's etc. So, he has no money and no tent for the next show. What to do. Help me in the garden. Two days after he arrived home he gets out of bed and comes outside to help me. I have been out all day . It is now 3.00PM I tell him to start clearing up the rubbish that I have piled up over there. Within 5 minutes he stops for a fag break. Starts again and 5 minutes later disappears into the house for a glass of juice. He comes out and stands and watches me working away and then he does a wee bit more and goes into the house again to check his e mails. He's my son, I love him, I want to kill him, but I don't want to go to jail. Can I enrol him in the army for 3 years? I finish off the work in the garden and come inside for a cup of tea. I think i will start reading my new book on the Grateful Dead. Now that is a band worth getting your tent stolen for. Bye for now.
Posted :: Friday 7/14/2006 8:51:00 AM
This is my blog
Hi. Welcome to my blog. I woke up the other day and had this incredible urdgr to do something that I had never done before. I was going to write about my life online so that you peeps could read about me. This is the 1st day of my blog. So sit back and enjoy, or not, as the case may be. You can always swithch off if you want to. today ,the 12th of july, is a very special day where I come from. At least for the non Catholic population that is. It is the day that the wee men get there bowler hats dusted off and get those orange collarettes cleaned (no sashes anymore) and they go and march all over the country. Why, don't ask me. I am not one of them. But. My part in todays festivities is this. My wife attends a church in my home town and she even sits on the select vestry of said church. For my part. I don't attend church but I do get involved in any of the events going on within the said church. So, up at 6.00AM to get ready to be at the church car park by 7.00AM so that me and some other like minded peeps can put barriers up and start charging peeps £5.00 to park there cars on our car park and other grounds. All funds raised to a good cause of course. We need to build a new church hall and we need a lot of money to do so. So, after the poor drivers have driven round the town for ages only to find that all the free car parking spaces are full, they come to us and park with us for a fiver for the day. (cheaper than the other car parks that charge a tenner for the day at least). On top of this we are offering toilet facilities and refreshments, at a small fee of course, therefore boosting the coffers for the church building fund by so much for a days work. not bad. eh! Went home from this earlier than most of them as my feet and legs were starting to hurt. Got home and went to bed. After all, I had been up since 5.00AM. It was now 2.00PM And of course, the bands were still marching with the men in there orange collarettes and bowler hats. I am sure you might have guessed by now, I live in Northern Ireland. A great wee country if only the peeps that live there would only realise it. Got to go now as I need to make myself a cup of tea. Back soon. Cheers and all that.
Posted :: Wednesday 7/12/2006 8:32:00 AM