In the Eighties, there were tv commercials here for an English Insurance company called Commercial Union – with a Citroën 2CV crashing down a cliff. Their buzzline was, “We won’t make a drama out of a crisis!” That’s my motto for Covid-19 survival. It’s not precisely ‘Fight Club,’ but I am better equipped for underground lifestyles than others.
I ended up having to apply for a tax book to get my car back on the road. And the guy I bought the car from will pay me back the £25 I had to pay – by postal order – to apply. Then, I spent the road tax online. As Benjamin Franklin said, “The only sure things in life are death and taxes!” 😐
Today, I drove to the Chemist in Coagh – to collect a repeat prescription- then withdrew cash at Ballinderry Post Office to last a week, or more. My local shops deliver to the homes – until now, I paid them either by bank transfer or PayPal. Tomorrow, I will get gloves and masks from The Hub in Cookstown, buy A4-sized picture frames at the Home Bargains beside there, and get photographs at a Chemist in Magherafelt- to renew my driving licence. (the one I have expires in June)
Today, I improvised the gloves and mask rules, wearing work gloves and a Jason Voorhees Hockey Mask for this afternoon’s errands. At least, I have a sense of humour. 🙂
The picture frame is for handwritten lyrics of an album track by Mansun – I paid the singer by PayPal. (Check out his solo work) Considering that Italians and Spaniards are singing from the balconies, I need musical therapy, too. 🙂
“Life begins at forty! Tell that to John Lennon!” 🙂
Yesterday, I attended an event in the evening where a Born-Again Christian spoke about his path to righteousness through the life and music of Johnny Cash. I was able to participate in the entire event without any bouts of anxiety. It was good to see him again, as I had seen him last month in Magherafelt but left due to stress.
Today, my cleaner came to tidy up my place. It’s shipshape and Bristol fashion, once more; at least downstairs. Then I went out for a while. First to head to an Applegreen on the main road between Ballymoney and Ballymena – after finding out its location due to a fire at the neighboring business Sunday before last. I had some trepidation being on a road that wasn’t familiar. But I handled it well. Then I went to the Gregg’s at that Applegreen – first time for everything – and had a sausage roll. I was offered a free doughnut for my birthday. However, I said, “No!”
People say good things about June Babies. I felt resentful growing up as I thought that July Babies grew up to be more successful. Such is life. 🙂
Today, I drove to Sion Mills and back. The drive was to attend a Strawberry Fair at the Parish Church. There was a Country String Band playing; as well as a Bagpipe Band and an Orange Flute Band. I had taken photos which are on http://www.tinyurl.com/des-flickr
I got home in one piece, after getting frustrated with driving across the Sperrins.
Then, after returning home, I walked to the cemetery in Ardboe for the annual blessing of the graves. Then my uncle lifted me back. I was glad that I had a good day. The weather was beautiful. 🙂
Also, miracle of miracles, my ‘r’ key on my MacBook Pro works again. There is no logical reasoning why that happened. It was an act of God.
This morning I woke up when the alarm sounded at 5 am and went to a phone group based in America then got ready to head out to Antrim to get a train to Belfast to speak to Specialisterne NI about the 2gether project that they’re running for those with Autism. It would be good to reach out to others with the same condition. However, the ultimate solution is to find work.
Heading over to Antrim I thought I would avoid the bottleneck by driving to Whiteside’s Corner via the Rougery Road and then turn towards Randalstown. But a van was in front of me all the way from Ardboe with a light out and, whenever he turned to a shop heading to Moneyglas, I let him know his light was out. Then I bought a cappuccino and a builder’s breakfast and just missed what I thought was my expected train in Antrim. However, the fog this morning meant the trains were delayed and I got a train fifteen minutes later.
After the induction with Specialisterne, I felt exhausted. I got a taxi to the place where I get IT help from I was trying to install Debian from my ISO image and there was an issue connecting to the internet. The good news is that I can head over tomorrow and get help prior to an Open Source series of talks about Startups there. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.
The drive home from Antrim was a forced exercise. My trousers were too tight and I felt uncomfortable. However, I got home safely and did laundry. Then later I drove to Moneymore to post my travel receipts and then drive to Cookstown to buy groceries at Lidl. Then this evening I moved the lawn before it got dark as it was still dry and the grass was long.
Feeling a sense of accomplishment today. 🙂
Today (Saturday) was the first day of my new voluntary job. I was so eager in anticipation that I arrived over two hours early. The lady who runs the office said that was fine and I could start just whenever I arrived. There was a Teddy Bears’ Picnic event held at Lissan House for kids in the local area. It was good for my inner child.
The job itself went well. I completed a task in the two hours allotted that was meant to carry on next Saturday. The office manager was impressed. She said she was the the office until 3 am the night before. I actually woke up at 2:20 am in the morning as I crashed out at 5 pm yesterday.
Before that I was visiting a friend, originally from Ardboe, who lives in Magherafelt. Whenever I arrived she was in her room, but her two kids let me in and I got to talk to them and pat their pet dog; a female Jack Russell. Again, I’m glad to do all this because I never had a childhood growing up and felt that I missed out on so much.
Arsenal lost today. But, hey s**t happens! I have come to accept that we’re no longer capable of challenging for the Premiership Title.
I can perhaps take it easier tomorrow. On Thursday I went for a long drive to head to Newcastle in County Down. However eleven miles from the destination I thought, “Screw this!” and pulled into a shop/filling station outside Loughinisland and drove back. I headed via Ballynahinch and Hillsborough, but then lost my bearings trying to find the way to Moira and had to turn back after a wrong turn; was honked at twice by vehicles returning from work. In the end the road I was looking for was a slip road from the main Newry to Belfast road. Why do I keep punishing myself with this forced exercises when driving?
Glad I survived. 🙂
He who rides a tiger is scared to dismount!
Not like the fear I had driving to Aughabrack via Feeny
trundling up the hills on the road from Moneymeaney
until I approached the crossroads dissecting the Park to Dungiven road!
Heading to Aughabrack I noticed ‘Road Ahead Closed’ signs
the road towards Plumbridge was closed!
Mrs. Kerlin said it’s due to a stretch of road being widened!
Blade heading towards Plumbridge showed me a detour
where I nearly drove into a hole on the right-hand road edge!
But I got over safe thanks to that Angel sent from Heaven!
Drove back home via Greencastle
nearly missing a sharp turn and almost into a side road
as well as nearly witnessing a collision at Kildress!
“Holy Jesus! Thon’s some journey!”
Had my interview this morning. It’s now up to the man in the sky.
Driving to Jordanstown avoiding Sandyknowes junction was a challenge all in itself, but I asked THREE shops and I eventually got there in good enough time. Driving back I realised that I turned right too early heading over there once I saw a Crèche on the way back I remembered from heading over.
Prior to the interview I was given a twenty-minute task of handwriting a letter, correcting any mistakes, and then completing an Excel spreadsheet. I completed both tasks, but was unnerved. The interview was touch-and-go, but after I got home I sent the HR Manager a thank you e-card by email.
I have a copy of Richard Bolles’ ‘What color is your parachute?’ and this is the first times I have been called into action in relation to it. 🙂
Then I had to head to Cookstown to get a massage and counselling. Back home and trying to calm down after all the caffeine. All in all, a good day. 🙂
Next Tuesday I have a job interview with a car hire company based in Jordanstown – between Carrickfergus and Belfast – and this time I AM willing to attend the interview, having turned down so many offers for interviews due to travel issues. However, with my new car and an increased sense of motivation, I feel that I can manage the journey for work.
This afternoon I drove to Derry and back for a careers fair at Ebrington House, former Army Barack turned into a social setting, however it was predominantly for kids. But I did buy an ice cream there and submit both printed resumés I had. One to an IT firm for a US insurance company and the other to an Insurance company who operate locally who have a call centre in Derry. Driving to and from Derry is a forced exercise for me due to the Sperrins being dissected by the main road from Belfast to Derry, but I faced my fears and got home safely.
However, there was a band in one of the tents at the careers fair playing cover versions of ‘Get Back’ by the Beatles and ‘High and Dry’ by Radiohead. 🙂 Perhaps there is hope for future generations. 🙂
Yesterday I observed the Minute Silence for the kids killed in Monday’s Suicide Bombing in Manchester. To Hell with suicide bombers and those who fund them. (won’t mention names)
I have realised that we must all suffer at first to live a fulfilling life in the end. Diamonds are simply million year-old trees. It seems that artists in particular – be it painters, writers or creative types in general – have a pretty tempestuous life. But we come out stronger.
Yesterday I drove to Plumbridge as a trial run drive in preparation for a job I applied for to see if I would go for at least an interview. But I was going through a road past the Sperrins I had never been on before and was so consumed by fear; driving new places these past few years has been a forced exercise for me. But in the end, when heading back, I realised that driving on a road I wasn’t comfortable with for a part time job wouldn’t be worth it. The juice just isn’t worth the squeeze.
However, today, I went to the place in Magherafelt I used to live at and went gardening this morning and early afternoon. It was good to muck about with my old posse. I even heard from the gardening expert there that the soil contains serotonin. No wonder I felt better. 🙂
Now this evening I’m not attending the art class. I need to slow down the pace a bit. My uncle had a suspected heart attack and is in the Royal Hospital in Belfast. My health is my wealth, for now.
I’m trying to avoid saying Easter as the word itself has Pagan connotations. :p
On Good Friday I will be heading to Belfast to drop off my MacBook Pro at the Apple Store in Victoria Square to fix some broken keys on the computer; a lifetime of typing frantically. (Asperger’s trait) Also I am planning on getting an iPad thanks to a guy offering his on Gumtree. Then I should be back for Stations of the Cross Mass at 3 pm.
Now I feel that things are moving in the right direction, but last Saturday I was hit with a proverbial 2 by 4 when I had to get another form filled for the renewal of my driving licence. The medical red tape is driving me insane. But, God willing, the Doctor will have completed the form today, the Doctor’s surgery closes at 1 pm on Wednesdays, and hopefully I’ll drive to the DVA office in Coleraine first thing tomorrow to get that sorted once and for all.
Yesterday I filled an application form for an office job yesterday, at a livestock feed mill close to where I live, and sent it straight to their office. I love to use initiative and cut out the middleman at times. 🙂
My aunt-in-law will be coming soon to talk about payment for the new door in our garage; though it’s actually for domestic nik-nack as my car is parked outside. 🙂
All in all, another day another dollar. Or, in our case, pound. :p