September #2

So, still no news from the police. I should try to be calm cos it has only been two weeks and we do have a postal strike on. But it does make you nervous every time the postman arrives.

Now, the latest is that bad neighbour has been quiet for over a week. That's a good thing. The bad thing is that whatever he's up to has disturbed his rats and I saw one in our kitchen last night. I saw his big brown bum vanish behind the cooker as I switched the light on. There were droppings under the table this morning. We haven't seen any before so we know they've only just got in.

I rang the environmental health today and they are coming tomorrow. They'd better get the things. Mum is freaking out big time. Now I can understand why people slap shrieking women. I'm resorting to the "I'm not talking to you when you are in this state woman" method.

September

Well, I'm back from London with the news that on my third and final try at the fitness test........................


I PASSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I actually found the beep test running OK and they had to call be back after I'd done it cos I kept on running. I found the pulling of the weights easy and pulled more than I needed to, but I have more difficulty with the pushing of the weights. But I got it on the nose of the criteria needed so I passed. What a relief.

Now I just have to wait while they check references and see if I get offered a start date.

Thanks to everyone who wished me luck. I have no doubt that it helped me no end.

August #2

Almost fully healed. Gym going well. Neighbour, I wish aliens would abduct him. He came home from the shop the other day with two carrier bags full of booze. As he got to the doorstep, he dropped the lot and most of the bottles smashed. Aw bless, my heart bleeds for him, not. He's been blasting his music for days. Please, oh please let the cosmic forces of nature make me win the lottery so I can move away.

August

Bits are slowly on the mend. Thanks for all the well wishes, I won't be including any pics though hahahah!

So, the neighbour dispute. The other day, he climbed over his fence, over his neighbour's fence to get to the bloke who lives just a couple of doors down from him (what's wrong with using the street? Who knows how alcoholics think). When he got there, he threatened HIM about HIS music. Can you believe it???????? He told him he was getting the blame for his music. I almost choked when my nice neighbour told me that. The bloke himself came round to tell her what he'd done. He is sooooooooo deluded if he thinks there is anyone other than himself blasting music.

He now has a bright orange light glowing in his garden till the early hours. It looks like it's come out of a street lamp or one of those workmen's lamps you see on bollards. I wouldn't be surprised if he's nicked it.

Fun and games eh?

July #2

Well, it is that time of year again. The anniversary of Dad's death. I can't believe it's been 7 years already. I still forget he's gone. Just the other day I thought of something that I just had to tell him then realised that wasn't gonna happen.

We will be going to the coast this weekend to do the usual Dad day. This invloves going to the harbour where he loved to sit for hours and where we sprinkled some of his ashes. We buy some doughnuts cos he loved them. I don't like them so I throw mine to the seagulls. Then we sit and talk about dad. As we are at the coast, the memories always turn to happy holiday ones whish is good. I think if we stayed at home we'd just cry and not know what to do with ourselves.

Love you Dad.

July

YIPPEE

I did it. I managed to run the whole beep test on the garden in stifling heat. If I can keep this up for the next 7 weeks (that's how long till I have to do it again), surely I'll get it done this time.

And, I'm lifting more weights than I need to be able to do. Fingers crossed, I might pass it this time.

I've got to, It's my last chance.

June #4

Overdid it at the gym the other day and pulled a muscle in my stomach. It's ok now though.

I'm currently absorbed in the world of F1. It's getting bitchy and I love it.

Not much else to say.