A Saint Helenan at the Olympic Park
I walked across the Olympic Park from the ViewTube to Hackney Wick along the Greenway.
On the way I met this guy from St. Helena, who was visiting the UK, and had a chat, as we looked at the park.
Bryan Duncan from St. Helena at the Olympic Park
I’ve never met anybody from St. Helena before. Or indeed anybody from the other two islands in the South Atlantic of Ascension and Tristan da Cunha.
He told me, that he’d got to the UK by taking a packet boat to Ascension and then a flight to Brize Norton. He’ll be going back by flying to Cape Town and the packet boat. That’s some journey.
Sorry, if you’re a Brian!
Own Up! Which Of You Is Responsible?
I am now taking four extra drugs.
My Four Extra Pills
But my diarrhoea has all but stopped! So which one has caused that? Clockwise from the top left, they are furosemide, spironolactone, Cardicor and Ramipril.
But still I’m glad to get rid of it after two years. Does it show what a chancy business taking drugs is?
Is It The Stroke Or The Old Injury?
At school, a bully broke my humerus. He was twisting the arm upside down and hitting the tricep muscle repeatedly. I tried to turn round to hit him back after about twenty minutes or so of this torture and I overbalanced and all the extra pressure on my arm broke it. It sounded like the noise you get, when you snap a raw carrot. I have only ever had it X-rayed once and that was at the old Highlands Hospital in Winchmore Hil, just after the break. I had seen pictures of green-stick fractures and it looked like that, with bits of bone everywhere.
Over the years it has sometimes been very painful. Once about ten years ago, I went to see a doctor and he got a CTScan done on the shoulder, as he thought, that was where the problem was. Since my stroke it sometimes has decided to annoy me. It did quite a bit in Hong Kong, but it couldn’t have been too bad when I was out of hospital, as I was able to drive cars around the yard at the stud. When I first moved to London it couldn’t have been too bad, as I was able to do some interesting metalwork. But it has been very bad over the last couple of weeks and that includes hospital. But you cope and I’ve now found a computer, that will allow me to type easier right handed.
I should say that the hand is generally pretty good and I can use it to help me get up and down stairs on a bus. Last night for instance, whilst standing on the New Bus for London, I was using my left hand.
On the other hand, there have been lengthy periods in my life, when I used to wear my heavy watch on the right hand and I have always slept on my right side or face down, with no weight on my left arm. I even did that as a child before the arm was broken, due to the layout of my first bedroom.
So is the pain in my left are due to this old injury or down to the stroke?
L’ve Got Petrol
My son has parked his car in my garage, so if I needed some petrol, L suspect I could syphon some out.
But as I don’t, the petrol in his car is safe.
And as it’s only one of the last proper Minis, I would probably only get a couple of mouthfuls!
I’ll just walk to the bus as normal.
The Anonymous Widower 