Uncovering The Tiles
The shop opposite me used to be a dairy or something similar and it is being restored.
I suspect that the crass idiot who overpainted the tiles was a relation of the Gerry, who built my house.
It’s proving to be a hard job removing the paint. But it’s one of those jobs, that when it’s finished will be worth it.
More Mice From God?
I don’t know what our friend from yesterday would say about this story in tonight’s Standard! Perhaps the mice were feeling cold and needed somewhere to bed down and the actress’s cleavage beckoned.
But they would have had to cross the river!
Mice in Tesco Was Plague From God
This article in the Standard, entitled, Mice plague ‘God’s reply’ to gay gift, is about a religious zealot, who claims that God got back at Tesco because they backed London’s Gay Pride march.
How ridiculous! Did God ring him up and tell him? Or does God have a Facebook or Twitter account?
Has anybody asked God, if he or she is gay and got an answer that can be proven? After all, if there is only one God, they could be gay, straight or bi-sexual and probably wouldn’t know. But if they are the only one, they are definitely lonely.
Where Is Denis Howell When You Need Him?
Sadly Denis Howell, who was appointed Minister for Drought in 1976 during one of the last major droughts in the UK has died. Immediately, after his appointment, it rained with a biblical force.
Who shluld the government appoint?
I Had Another Spasm In My Arm Yesterday
At lunch time yesterday, I went to a meeting, where I sat in a chair with wooden arms, not unlike the ones I have where I sit at my computer.
As I walked to the bus, I felt that my arm was starting to do what it did a couple of weeks ago. It obviously wasn’t as bad and I decided to continue to my dental appointment at Notting Hill.
Luckily, the spasm seemed to die down in the bus, so I changed my plan and instead of going to Bank, I went to Kings Cross for the Circle line, as if it got worse I could get off at Euston Square for the hospital.
But it behaved itself and nothing further happened.
I should say that in the morning, I’d had physio on the arm and my physio had felt it wasn’t too good.
I’ve now decided to move my physio appointments to later in the day, as the problems seem to happen around lunchtime, after the arm has been working hard or lying in a particular way on a hard service.
I’ve also taken the decision to not sit in a chair, with my hand on the arm.
Thinking back over the last thirty years or so, most of my sitting has either been in a swivel office chair with a padded arm or on a hard stool. I’ve gone back to using the hard stool most of the time.
Dentists
Why does the media ratchet up this fear of the dentist? Children watching BBC Breakfast this morning will have had their fears increased.
My current and previous dentists would be unable to frighten anybody.
I must admit, I’ve had some painful times in the dentist, like when I had my last tooth out. But you have to take it in your stride.
The Brave Little Humidifier is Winning
Finally after a couple of weeks, my brave little humidifier is finally getting towards the temperature/humidity point, at which the house should be.
My Little Humidifier
This morning, the hygrometer showed a figure of 50% and a temperature of 21°
The New Balcony at Waterloo
I went to Waterloo station today to see how the new balcony was progressing.
It will be used for shops and eateries and according to one personable young lad in Marks and Spencer, it should be open by the end of this month.
Stonewall’s Bus Adverts
It would appear that the hated Wonga adverts seem to have all but disappeared, but another group has replaced them from Stonewall.
Stonewall’s Bus Advert
I have no objection, as being gay is just another facet of our many-faceted society, especially as I think that they are promoting same sex marriage in the adverts. I was lucky enough to have a very good marriage, that lasted nearly forty years, so who am I to deny anybody the same happiness, just because their sexuality is different from mine.
I should say that I was only intending to take a picture of the bus on the right, but when your eyesight is dodgy, pictures don’t turn out how you expect them!
The Anonymous Widower 