Mother's back in Hospital again (she's only been out since last tuesday). They've x-rayed her chest, as her coughing has got much worse. There was nothing to see on the x-ray, so they've put her on antibiotics, as the Cancer specialist seems to think she may have a chest infection.
Add to this, it feels like I've been poked in the eye with a knitting needle, and can't bear bright light...and you just about sum up how I'm feeling at the minute.
Before anyone comments, I *have* tried looking for an eye patch online, but the only ones available are either obvious fancy dress ones, or are nasty looking sticky ones that they use to attempt to correct *lazy eye*. Dear lazyweb, does anyone have any suggestions?
It's all go today. Farcebook is keeping me busy, and I also appear to be conducting a transatlantic email conversation with a Jewish guy who blogs about Scotch Whisky. (A favourite topic) I'll link to his blog, if anyone's interested.


Mar. 16th, 2010 11:19 pm
I'm living the life of Reilly these days. No, srsly he can have the fscker back.
I'm already off work because of my chest infection, and now I may have re-awakened an old injury in my right foot.
Many years ago, we had a wagon wash at work. It had a motor, but it was not driven. Someone had to pull it around, and full of water, it weighed 495 kilos.
One day, I got distracted while pulling this thing. I can't remember how, but due to my own carelessness, it actually ran into the side of my foot. This wouldn't have been a problem, but steel toecaps have to stop somewhere, and it missed the toecap completely.
I didn't take any time off work, but I've always been able to feel callus underneath the skin.
Fast forward to this morning. I walked into the kitchen, and walked straight into the fridge/freezer, kicking it hard with the outside of my right foot.
It hasn't swollen, but it's still just as painful now as it was then. I can walk with my walking boots on, but not far.
My life is turning to shit, and not slowly, or by degrees either.


Mar. 8th, 2010 08:13 pm
Ok, I got quite impressed with myself today. I have (despite numerous handicaps, not the least of which is a wife that doesn't appreciate anyone actually doing any work in a kitchen) made something I felt I needed to pass on.
You will need:
2 beef tomatoes
1/2 a red onion
lots of thyme
a little dried rosemary
a sheet of pre-rolled puff pastry (if it's good enough for telly chefs, it's good enough for me)
lots of really strong cheddar cheese, finely grated.
either tomato ketchup, or tomato puree
(optional) 3 or 4 strips of Parma ham.

Unroll the sheet of puff pastry, and put in the oven for about 15 minutes at about 160*c. Then remove, and prick it with a fork, leaving about 1 cm around the edge unpricked. Put back in the oven for a further 10 minutes.
 Meanwhile, slice the tomatoes. I recommend about 1/4 inch thick, and the onions (as fine as you like). At the end of the 25 minutes,remove the pastry, and coat the top side with the puree or ketchup. At this point, you can put the parma ham on, or use it on top, as it goes extra crispy then.
Next, lay the tomatoes on the base, and cover with the onions. This then goes back in the oven for 10 minutes at the same temp, just to dry the tomatoes out slightly. Then, when this comes out, sprinkle with thyme, rosemary, and lots of grated cheese.
Put it back in the oven at 180*C until the cheese melts and cooks out.
Serve straight away.
[Poll #1534380]I always feel I *should* be doing something constructive with my time. One of the options is to try and move ahead with photography, hence the poll.
I just wonder why I can't buy decent leberwurst anywhere, seemingly, in the UK. At least, I don't seem to be able to find it.
I should learn to behave myself rather better, once I've had a drink.
Mild depression, plus alcohol is not usually pretty, but in my case, it appears to result in impulsive posts, which I may, or may not, regret later.
Smack's not big, and it's not clever...
Dear lazyweb,
I'm looking for a new mobile phone. Now, the only restriction on type, is that I don't want to get shafted by the carrier,(or anyone else, for that matter) just because it's a new phone.
Internets capability would be nice, as would a camera, but latter is not essential. Good standby is essential, as is reasonable talktime.
Current phone is a Sony Erickson W950i, which is getting a leetle long in the tooth. (I don't change phones a lot, or, indeed, lose them, so a 24 month contract is not out of the question)
I'd like to see some sensible suggestions please.

Edited to say that I'm unwilling to go above what I'm currently paying. In fact, I've been looking to reduce this. No preferences for providers, currently O2, and they seem to be trying to shaft everyone now.


Nov. 13th, 2009 09:38 pm
I've been reading a book about the Scottish Borders, in the period 1300 to about 1650. It's amazing to find out things that have gone on in the past, especially at lawless times.
It was (apparently) not unusual for a feared raider to have one, or multiple nicknames, especially on the old *West March* (Dumfries, Annan, Liddesdale, and almost as far south as Carlisle). Some were merely identifyers, some were extremely uncomplimentary, following the general way of the area. So, for example, you might have had a *Nebless* Ned Clemison or an *Ill Will* William Armstrong.
These guys made Chicago Gangsters look like a kindergarten. And they also did it for the best part of 300 years.
I suppose what I'm getting at, there was one particular Border Reiver, sharing my name, who was known as *Bangtail*.
Suggestions on a postcard please....
Had a great time at the Charnel House hallow'een party last night. I even got asked where the coat of DOOM came from.
Very nearly volunteered to help out, as they were so short of dj's/ committee, but there are certain things I can't do, and to give you some idea, the last time I dj'd I was using vinyl. So, somewhat out of practice.
Anyway, I don't usually talk about CH, but I thought a little (semi) public congratulation was in order, for a brilliant night.
I haz been indulging in clothes pr0n today:
Mainly the Victorian section...


Aug. 18th, 2009 07:31 pm
Bailey's back from the vets. he's had one toe amputated.
I've seen the x rays, they show a fuzzy lump, which turned out to be fibrous and messy. He's luckly they didn't remove his leg (they may yet, depending on results of tests), and he's now having difficulty moving around. (Only to be expected)
Also, got booked in for an eye test. I guess I now know why I get bad headaches, as astigmatism doesn't help anyone. Anti-glare coatings should also help with the rotten flickering artificial light at work.
This post is brought to you courtesy of an exceeding large rum and coke. (Lamb's navy, for those interested)
[ profile] jenova_red  , I hope you get what your heart desires...
Ok,just a short(ish) update.
We went to York this weekend just gone. Nothing startling there, really. York is a popular tourist destination. Thing is, we went to visit family, and also to visit the local goth night, which is known as Darklands.
The family visit went without a hitch, except for a late taxi back to the hotel (Karen's house is in some state of disrepair, as she's having the bathroom completely done). So, on to Darklands. Website .
To cut a long story short, we really enjoyed the night. It was sort of funny being the first paying customers there, especially as we were from quite a distance away. The venue is really well laid out, atmospheric, and apart from the bar prices being steep (it being York), I had absolutely no complaints. I took some photos, which may eventually find their way on to flickr . another late taxi back to the hotel (what is it with York and late taxis?), and a rotten night's sleep.

The general opinion is we'll be going again sometime, even though i don't really know anyone there.
I come out as Uncle Fester. Who would have guessed?
I thought I'd post this. . O RLY?



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