Sunday 26 October 2014

You can't save me

I have been lower than a snake's belly since the last blog generally feeling sorry for little old me and wiped out, my get up and go got up and buggered off over the hill thataway! now when I say feeling sorry for myself not in the "the end is nigh" kind of sorry just tired! a couple of nightshifts in-between other shifts hasn't helped and a long run in to the last weeks holiday of the year means I need to man up and grow a set.

Maybe I have been going about this all wrong, I finally got to see a Dr regarding my diabetes, which although quite personal, it was really funny with me and the wife trading quotes from the TV series Dinner ladies backwards and forwards lifted my spirits (you had to be there) there wasn't good news but nothing bad either, it was exactly what I had expected, on another health issue note, my gimp mask keeps escaping on a night time (I take it off and switch it off while I'm still asleep) so I'm not feeling as energised as before and I think that that is the biggest contributing factor to my lethargy, ah well back to the hospital this week maybe they can shed some light on it!

Work is work and again I'm just not hitting my stride hopefully I can resolve all my issues this week and get motivated, it seems to be the thread that's running through my life at the moment, what can I say? I still need to find a hobby but there's nothing getting my attention, any helpful hints gratefully accepted and I did say "helpful", my writing has been ............just OK of late and although I have had a couple of ideas for blogs I didn't think that they were good enough.....alright..........but not up to scratch, I didn't just want to come across as a miserable .....again you get the picture, so I kept the proverbial powder dry and thought sod it I have to get something out there!

Again numbers have been off the charts for the older blogs, the new ones have been doing about the usual numbers so it's time I stepped it up a notch and try and do something with this thing called life, last night was awesome as we finally got to see the G & E out in the big bad world for the first time since February, and it was a good night, did we get up to mischief? of course not, but it was lovely to behave like adults, have a few beers and generally just chill, the time flew and we soon heading back to Gimpsville even though we had to avoid the cones of death as they attempted to take us to the other side of the moon, we beat the drum and made it back in record time.

A quick call to the American Embassy and then we chilled with the hell hound from Hades generally trying to sit in the wife's lap (he won't be able to do that for much longer) then today has been a lazy kind of day (no surprise there then) the new book although some of you don't believe me is done and completed but I keep stressing about how to use the new soft wear (go figure me with my reputation) so me and the wife will sit down and sort it out during my holiday (honest), and that's this one done just to prove that I'm alive and kicking, the title well I have gone back to playing the name game although quite a few knew that anyway, but the title is true you can't save me its only me that can do that, so as I attempt to pull up my socks as my 50th birthday approaches,  there needs to be a new me and that's in my hands not yours, as always thanks for the good vibes and comments, by all means keep spreading the disease, click like on links , share on farcebook and if this is the first time here go back and read some of the older blog's some of them have a streak of humour in them a mile wide! so until the next time watch the skies.....Incoming or as I like to say Toodles!

Sunday 19 October 2014

And now the waltz

Whoa did you feel that? the earth just tilted, yes it's me sat at the keyboard trying to be witty (if ever there was such a thing) trying to make sense of my life and all of the excitement that goes with it (NOT).

Work has taken over at the moment and every time I walk into a room all at work, all I get is the smell of fear, it's not pretty and I like to think that I have been quite an easy going guy, however as of today my contractor is nine weeks over from practical completion, something from day one they said they never would be, well I'm going to start busting peoples balls, why because people are going to start busting mine and well to be honest I'm pretty much sick of being Mr nice guy, do the job you are paid to do, I believe its called shit or get of the pot!

Music isn't even helping, not that I'm playing as much as I would like, but hey ho I have learnt that you don't actually get what you want, so as always lets just go with the flow and lets push the hatred all the way down into the pit of my stomach (no wonder I'm so fat) do I sound resentful? did my therapy course help me? who knows? who cares? I just want to get the next week out of the way, so I can become a more rounded person than what I have been, my sleep is all out of wack as well, I start with my bomber command mask on, but at some point in the night while I'm asleep I actually physically take the bloody thing off put it neatly in place and switch the thing off (WTF) I'm sure I will get a good old fashioned bollocking when I go back to the gimp mask clinic.

So am I unhappy? actually no I'm not, what I'm really unhappy about is that I'm not managing my time more efficiently, I'm disappointed that I haven't put pen to paper like I said I was going to, although I am quite happy with the numbers and Italy at the moment has become a real stronghold god knows why, so bear with me, I'm missing my friends and catching up with them is going to be my main order of the day, because I know that for a fact that all work and no play makes this particular bear into a raging grizzly it's not big and its not clever so you lot have stuck along for the ride so far! you're not  thinking of quitting on me just yet are you?

To be honest if I hadn't got this stream of bile onto the paper I probably would have just sat with my head in the fridge eating all the crap  that's in there, the thing that is tickling me though I am (supposedly) the master of my own destiny and yet I let everything else take over, go figure me a grown man hahahahaha trust me I'm fine just trying not to crash and burn that's all, so watch this space you never know what may come your way sooner or later (or much much later) and if you see my I will try and dance for you so that I don't just bulldozer past anybody I know, time is money or at least that what my contractor is going to find out tomorrow, until the next time keep spreading the disease, watch the skies incoming......Toodles!

Sunday 5 October 2014

Wrapped up in time

So I took some time off.....go sue me, hey I helped Scotland remain part of the union! I'm bound to be
tired, ok so I did a short blog and that was that, I got wrapped up in other stuff but basically proved three blogs in one day was way too much as apathy ruled amongst my readers it barely made double figures initially and although its catching up it may take a while to hit the heights I have come to expect for my little cherubs that I publish..

Then life just over took me, lots of spinning plates at work and while I had tons of ideas to post I really couldn't be arsed after work to blog, so I left it and then my holidays were upon us, there was me thinking that I was in charge of my own life and it ran past me slapping me on the back of the napper laughing at the old fat man!

Fish had been going to play earlier in the year but he lost a guitarist due to illness and the gig was put back, I spat my dummy out ( I was in the middle of my treatment) and got a refund swearing I wasn't going to the rescheduled gig, thankfully SMOR turned up and talked me into going, we met up at The Bishops Mill pub in Durham not after a climb up to the top of K2, this getting old malarkey is really crap, firmly fixed into place I actually saw a few people who I knew from "The Company" and after some brief hello's we settled down to generally taking the piss we headed across to the venue after a few (ahem) drinks only to see Fish himself dashing up the road away from the venue, oooh was this a good start, as it turns out there was nothing to worry about, we found out what the time the start of the gig was and promptly headed back to the pub, were by I was pounced upon by people asking me what time the gig started, must have been my fish heads fleece , my public duty done we had a few more drinks before we headed back to the venue.

Am I going to review the gig hell no all I will say is that it was a fantastic gig apart from the flash light gestapo who nearly set the wife off on a killing spree, our original tickets where way up in the balcony and although they would have been great we ended up three rows from the front, my only gripe was that there wasn't a lot of banter (first night teething problems) but it easily goes into my top ten Fish gigs (that was my 52nd time seeing him solo) the set list I enjoyed although I knew what it was I didn't particularly look forward to  it, but it worked and I honestly had no complaints. gig ended back to the pub, with a slight diversion, we couldn't get to the pub we wanted to get to as it was fresher's week, we ended up in the slug and lettuce (crap name crap pub with a five pound hike in prices for the same drinks!) and then when we discovered it was closing, so we headed back to base camp (the car) thankfully via a flatter route. upon arrival we discovered that some of the shopping that "I" had left in the car had upended and partially emptied into the well for the spare wheel, oh dear at least the car smelt clean (it was clothes conditioner for the washing machine) we did a good deed and threw SMOR and his good lady out in the middle of absolutely nowhere, we then headed home and made it within 30 minutes (ye gods pray for me) and soon headed up the wooden hill for some well deserved sleep.

Tuesday was great just me and the missus doing things we very rarely get to do, I even took the good lady wife out to dinner, bless me I had to make the most of it, Wednesday the house erupted with Ebola or some other such disease, ok it was flu and thankfully I wasn't affected but everybody else was, so the rest of the week was really me looking after the corpses that roamed the house, it did hit me in the tonsils (still suffering but soldering on) but we kept going as a unit and we didn't leave anybody behind.

Illness scuppered our plans to go and visit E as we certainly didn't want her to get our illness, but she did escape and I as I type she has  headed out for lunch so hopefully this will turn into good times (they both deserve them), last night we headed into town to hook up with peeps who we hadn't seen in a while, and a jolly good night was had by all and a huge discussion about music bands gigs etc between myself and Mr G was greatly appreciated, however as I sit typing this trying desperately getting into Marillion albums without Fish, I have to admit I just can't, they are great and atmospheric but where are the hooks, the memorable lyrics and most of all the songs! I like them but they are not what I want good luck to them but nah sorry I think not!

Did we do everything that we intended to do with the time I was off don't be silly, but we did make some cunning plans on what we intend to do in the coming months good times hopefully. the book was one thing that took a back seat again rest assured it is finished but I think I'm going to need a hand (the wife) from my I.T department! An early night tonight as  I'm back to the grind tomorrow with some odd hours in this coming week and worry not there will be more regular blogs coming along the track, the numbers of the blogs have chugged along, with a few new readers in Italy welcome Mario and Lucas keep spreading the disease and I will be back soon so until then Toodles!