Tuesday, March 15, 2011

In the Ear of the Beholder

I took part in a recent concert with Hounslow Light Opera. It included such stuff as choral versions of California Dreaming, a Les Mis medley, Bohemian Rhapsody and Zadok the Priest amongst others. There was also some solo work for those who wanted it and as normal I did some. The difference this time is that it was recorded.

Now, I know I have a voice that is very reminiscent of Andrea Bocellis' but when it was recorded the guy seems to have distorted my efforts to sound not unlike a 50 something old bloke who thinks he's better than he is.

I wonder how he managed it?

Thursday, March 10, 2011

The People Who Think They Are Cars.

What is it with pedestrians at the moment. At least two or three times a day I come across people who saunter across the road despite traffic coming and just expect the cars to stop for them.

And I'm not talking about walking across in the shortest distance. They wander across diagonally not caring less. Trusting that all car drivers won't want to bump into them.

It's not just young teens, who are notorious for that sort of thing, but covers all ages, races, nationalities.

The problem is, there is another group of road users. They are the drivers who expect to arrive at their destination 5 minutes before they leave. They don't stop for anything. They are of course, in their own minds, highly skilled drivers who can weave in and out of traffic at speed and only ever get bumped by other drivers who are not as good as them.

At some point, diagonal walking pedestrian will meet the weaving driver. My money is on the car coming off best in a physical conflict but the pedestrian coming off best in court.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011


So there have been some big changes going on.

Although I live with M as some may know, I still act as carer for my ex, Linda. Or at least I did. To cut a long story short, she had to move out of her rented accommodation because the previous Government decided housing benefit for a 1 bedroom place in TW7 should drop from £900 to £680 per month. So, once the arrears mounted up she was evicted. She spent a week in a hotel and then, as she became homeless, was admitted to Lakeside Mental Health Unit as a voluntary patient. I am relieved of duties. And also somewhat relieved. The stress of being her sole carer was taking it's toll.

She won't be there long term but when she moves to a new place she will have other carers to help look after her. I will still see her but mainly as a social visit. And I think the long term aim is that I lose contact and move on.

I have to say, I'm finding it easier than I thought I would. It would probably be even easier but the local mental health team seem to have disappeared off the face of the earth so I still have to be doing odd bits of fetching and carrying.

My weekends are much the same as they were, but my weekdays are rather different with more time for what I need to do. I shall try to make sure that includes more blogging.