2023

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So far, so good. I’m remembering to write 2023, rather than 2022. 😀

Seriously, it’s another example of life getting lifey; under an era of corruption, and handouts. 😐

The 600 Squid, home heating payment, comes via the provider; first. Cunning plan, Baldwrick?

At least there’s the FA Cup Third Round, this weekend. Arsenal away to Oxford; Monday evening. We’ve exceeded expectations, this season, so far. But, we’ll always be one injury away from disaster.

Christmas went well. Dinner, on the big day, at an old neighbour’s house. Then a dinner, with my current neighbour, on Boxing Day afternoon. My current neighbour gave me leftover turkey; which I made a curry out of; that evening.

On New Year’s Day, I weighed exactly the same as 01 December. Braving the hornet’s nest was quite an achievement.

On 13 December, I was in Belfast; Christmas Shopping Trip with WAVE in Omagh. Driving to, and from, Tamnamore park-and-ride was quite an achievement. I’m not used to driving in such cold weather. But, in the end, I got there. In Belfast I went to Castle Court; for supplements at Holland and Barrett, as well as deicer at Poundland. The latter had a self-checkout with the worst Santa Voice EVER!

I was also able to see the surreal in mundane activities. There was an old woman who gave all her food to the pigeons; outside City Hall. I enjoyed it; even though I was worried about someone yapping about the possibility of their kid sliding on the food. I see a life beyond Hospitals. 🙂

I also bought a, Portuguese, copy of ‘Hypnotised’ by the Undertones, and a twelve-inch copy of ‘A Sheltered Life’ by Carter USM at Voodoo Soup Record Shop. Plus, I viewed the Christmas Exhibition at the Engine Room Gallery; at North Street. Always up for a little culture.

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Busy schedule

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Over the past four months, since my last post, I kept at my solicitor and accountant about the remainder of the money owed, from the sale of my family home and land. My brother and I will get the money next week. The final obstacle to financial freedom is the Probate in Dublin. This is why I don’t want a United Ireland. 🙂

This afternoon, I got my ears dewaxed at a clinic outside Randalstown. I knew the back road to get there. But after FIVE suction attempts on the left ear – the right ear only required one – I felt light-headed. But I went to a shop to buy water. Then when reentering the main Antrim to Ballymena Road; my path was cut by two tourists with Caravans. But, in the end, I got on the road; after being forced into a side park. Then I got back on the route to Toome. Then I swerved downhill on the Roguery Road to avoid Traffic cones. This, while Radio X played ‘Helter Skelter’ on ‘Best of British’ hour.

I had diarrhoea when I returned home, so I’ll lie low tonight.

And we’ll have no talk of next week’s Jubilee here. 🙂

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Dissociating

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I have disassociated throughout this evening. After thinking of the case, in Ardoyne, where a Mentally-Ill mum stabbed her baby boy to death – her two-year-old daughter is in Intensive Care – and hearing that the Covid spike in Belfast cancelled the Cancer Ward, I felt numb and helpless. Not to mention trying to get a more expensive Giffgaff Goodybag; to get more value for Data.

The NHS site for Dissociative Disorder mentioned Eating Disorders, PTSD and Additional Stress. I may vouch for all three, off the bat. From my own experience, I depended on a Food Bank on Monday; since then, compulsively having bowls of Coco Pops.

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Locked down – but not a Serf!

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Lockdown does get to me several times. But I had ZERO interest in the Lady Gaga event – I’m Team Trump whenever it comes to the WHO – instead, I attended a Manchester-themed stream on Saturday and Sunday evenings. The donation I made was for the NHS. But I was there for the tunes. 😀

There will be a Belfast-themed stream – of Funk and Soul – which is also raising money for the NHS. I feel that putting my money where my mouth is is better than clapping. 😉

I am also attending Zoom classes for Slimming World. Plateauing at the moment. But I can still pat myself in the back for not gorging myself stupid.

Plus, I have no interest in Tiger King. 🙂 Instead, a Skype friend from Etobicoke – Toronto – keeps me company. Plus, a friend from Belfast who – like me – is one of the few non-Canadians to love the Tragically Hip. 🙂

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