So today we say goodbye to Jacqui.
Jacqui who I met in 1981 at a party along with someone I knew from scouts. Little did I know then they were to become mine and Lindas best friends.
Jacqui, whom we were with when she found her wedding dress.
Jacqui, whose mum made my snooker table birthday cake for my 30th birthday.
Jacqui who was my confidante, and I hers, during our late 30s and early 40s.
Jacqui whom we went to hospital with the day she found out she had a brain tumour.
Jacqui who went through the operation but was never quite the same.
Jacqui whom we saw less of because Linda's lifestyle change meant we didn't really see them anymore.
Jacqui, who in the last two years became iller.
Jacqui, who 2 weeks ago finally succombed to her illness and has gone to be with her dad.
Bye Jacqui. Love you.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Are London Price too high?
So, if you had quarter of a million to spend, a 2 bedroom flat on an estate in Osterley or a 7 bedroom 18th Century house in France.
Of course, the tennis court does need resurfacing!
Of course, the tennis court does need resurfacing!
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Old New Technology
I help out a friend who, following a career change, has decided to be a music promoter so when gigs happen I help out on the door and looking after the on-night accounting.
A couple of months back she promoted John Otway. Amongst his unusual instruments was the theremin.
Last night it was The Transmitters. And there on stage was a theremin!
Ah, the theremin! Supposedly the first all electrical musical instrument. I've seen it played, I've read a decription of how it works. I don't understand it but I fancy a go, and they don't cost that much. It does however look like magic, just plucking music out of the air. Marj is considering getting one for her music classes at school. Maybe "the geeks" who aren't artistic might connect with music that is presented in such a scientific way. Maybe they'll buy a kit and build one in science club as well.
There are tons of bands who use the theremin, most of which you won't have heard of, but probably it's biggest exposure, particularly for those of us around in the seventies was Crazy Horses by The Osmonds. So, not a guitar trick at all then.
I say, let's have more theremin related music. Only another 8 years till it reaches it's century and still sounding as weird today as it did back then.
A couple of months back she promoted John Otway. Amongst his unusual instruments was the theremin.
Last night it was The Transmitters. And there on stage was a theremin!
Ah, the theremin! Supposedly the first all electrical musical instrument. I've seen it played, I've read a decription of how it works. I don't understand it but I fancy a go, and they don't cost that much. It does however look like magic, just plucking music out of the air. Marj is considering getting one for her music classes at school. Maybe "the geeks" who aren't artistic might connect with music that is presented in such a scientific way. Maybe they'll buy a kit and build one in science club as well.
There are tons of bands who use the theremin, most of which you won't have heard of, but probably it's biggest exposure, particularly for those of us around in the seventies was Crazy Horses by The Osmonds. So, not a guitar trick at all then.
I say, let's have more theremin related music. Only another 8 years till it reaches it's century and still sounding as weird today as it did back then.
Friday, April 29, 2011
A Little Knowledge....
Is an annoying thing. Two things have come out in the last week that are factually incorrect. Not the most important of things but it would be nice that the populace was actually being educated occasionally when stuff jits the news.
1) Prince William was marrying a commoner. (I write this shortly after the wedding). Correct, but what has got missed is that she was too. Up until the moment of them becoming married William was a commoner. The only members of the Nobility are the Monarch and those who hold a Duchy, Earldom or Baronetcy. William did not, and Prince is only a courtesy title in effect.
Which is why when they entered The Abbey there was no fanfare but on their departure there was, the first time they were entitled to one.
2) St George's Day has moved to 2nd May. No. It's simple enough despite most of the papers getting it wrong. St George's Day is always April 23rd. However, because it fell on Easter Staurday, The Church couldn't celebrate the Feast of St George. That is what has moved to Monday May 2nd, the first monday after Easter. And if you go to some churches on the Monday, there will be the relevant service. But if your waiting for St George's Day, you've missed it.
Anyway, enough of pedants corner.
1) Prince William was marrying a commoner. (I write this shortly after the wedding). Correct, but what has got missed is that she was too. Up until the moment of them becoming married William was a commoner. The only members of the Nobility are the Monarch and those who hold a Duchy, Earldom or Baronetcy. William did not, and Prince is only a courtesy title in effect.
Which is why when they entered The Abbey there was no fanfare but on their departure there was, the first time they were entitled to one.
2) St George's Day has moved to 2nd May. No. It's simple enough despite most of the papers getting it wrong. St George's Day is always April 23rd. However, because it fell on Easter Staurday, The Church couldn't celebrate the Feast of St George. That is what has moved to Monday May 2nd, the first monday after Easter. And if you go to some churches on the Monday, there will be the relevant service. But if your waiting for St George's Day, you've missed it.
Anyway, enough of pedants corner.
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?
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.
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
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes
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.
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.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Confusion 2
Had an offer in my inbox for "a Brazilian Blow-dry". Apparently that actually is to do with the hair on your head.
I can't keep up!
I can't keep up!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Music Appreciation
M is doing some schoolwork to avoid doing any planning during the week. She's been checking out a really good site with activities for the kids. The object is for the children to listen to classical music and identify the various families of instruments within an orchestra by sound. The website she is going to use is really good with a lot of good musical content.
Time alloted for this quite complex task as they are only 7 years old? 20 minutes!
And by the way, it isn't a music lesson. It's in ITC. They don't do that in music.
I didn't always understand a lot at school. I appear to understand what the hell is going on there even less these days.
Time alloted for this quite complex task as they are only 7 years old? 20 minutes!
And by the way, it isn't a music lesson. It's in ITC. They don't do that in music.
I didn't always understand a lot at school. I appear to understand what the hell is going on there even less these days.
Thursday, January 06, 2011
The Album Meme
Not done a meme for a bit and this one's a bit different.
It could have come out worse!
Rules...
1 - Go to wikipedia and hit random. The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 - Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
3 - Go to flickr and cl...ick on “explore the last seven days”. Third picture no matter what ...it is, will be your album cover.
4 - Use photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together. I used Photoscape, which is also free.
5 - Post it with this text in the "caption" and TAG the friends you want to join in.
It could have come out worse!
Rules...
1 - Go to wikipedia and hit random. The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.
2 - Go to quotationspage.com and hit random. The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.
3 - Go to flickr and cl...ick on “explore the last seven days”. Third picture no matter what ...it is, will be your album cover.
4 - Use photoshop or similar (picnik.com is a free online photo editor) to put it all together. I used Photoscape, which is also free.
5 - Post it with this text in the "caption" and TAG the friends you want to join in.
Tuesday, January 04, 2011
The Horned Sun God
Well, I didn't see the eclipse this morning due to cloud cover. Never mind. There'll be another couple to come during my forseeable lifetime so maybe I'll catch one of those.
The thing that has made me think the most is what would it have looked like to our stone age ancestors. Pretty much, all you know about the sun is that it disappears at night and luckily it seems to come back the next "day". No knowledge of why, just that it does. And you are really grateful. Then one day, it starts to appear, except this time it rises as a pair of horns! What has happened that this is the outcome. How have you displeased it so much that it takes the form of a predator!
It's not difficult to see how the early civilisations were sun worshippers.
The thing that has made me think the most is what would it have looked like to our stone age ancestors. Pretty much, all you know about the sun is that it disappears at night and luckily it seems to come back the next "day". No knowledge of why, just that it does. And you are really grateful. Then one day, it starts to appear, except this time it rises as a pair of horns! What has happened that this is the outcome. How have you displeased it so much that it takes the form of a predator!
It's not difficult to see how the early civilisations were sun worshippers.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Time to Travel.
And we're off. Newark for New Years eve and Norfolk for New Years Day. If it's as much fun as there was alliteration in that sentence we'll have a great time!
And Channel 5, if you're going to run a competition, even a very easy one so everyone can get it right, at least spell it Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer not Rudolf!
Hope you all have a good New Year.
And Channel 5, if you're going to run a competition, even a very easy one so everyone can get it right, at least spell it Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer not Rudolf!
Hope you all have a good New Year.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Happy Christmas
Happy Christmas to you all.
Time for Crumpets, Scrambled Egg and Smoked Salmon.
Beef Wellington later with Christmas Pudding to follow.
Mmmmm!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Coming Apart At The Seams!
I am. Literally.
There is a problem with having major abdominal surgery. They have to cut through muscle and other internal offal. It takes time to heal. In the case of the Rectus Abdominis Muscle it can take two years to heal. That is the muscle that turns into a six pack. Mine's not going to. I have had a cold and cough for the last 5 days. So there I was on Sunday, gasing for air whilst coughing when I suddenly thought, "Hello, that doesn't feel right!". I developed a slight bulge on the left hand side of my stomach. Not a problem, if I didn't look I couldn't see it. So last night it started to hurt. Not much, but a bit like indigestion. This morning I thoought I better let the doctor have a look at it. She did. For about 2 seconds.
I've coughed myself into a hernia!
The area where they cut through for the operation in March has given way under the pressure of coughing, a problem that is not uncommon in post abdominal surgical patients, although I could see in her eyes that she was trying hard to find a way to introduce lardarse into the conversation as well.
And the answer is..... do nothing or have another little op. I'm going to opt for doing nothing for the time being. Well, that's not quite true. I'm not sure my adonis-like physique has been improved by an extra bulge, so I think it's time to actually go on the diet that I keep threatening. As soon as I've finished the half eaten packet of choccie biscuits and the bag of chocolate eclairs.
Part of me wishes it had happened during a bout of jollity. I would much rather report that I actually split my sides laughing.
There is a problem with having major abdominal surgery. They have to cut through muscle and other internal offal. It takes time to heal. In the case of the Rectus Abdominis Muscle it can take two years to heal. That is the muscle that turns into a six pack. Mine's not going to. I have had a cold and cough for the last 5 days. So there I was on Sunday, gasing for air whilst coughing when I suddenly thought, "Hello, that doesn't feel right!". I developed a slight bulge on the left hand side of my stomach. Not a problem, if I didn't look I couldn't see it. So last night it started to hurt. Not much, but a bit like indigestion. This morning I thoought I better let the doctor have a look at it. She did. For about 2 seconds.
I've coughed myself into a hernia!
The area where they cut through for the operation in March has given way under the pressure of coughing, a problem that is not uncommon in post abdominal surgical patients, although I could see in her eyes that she was trying hard to find a way to introduce lardarse into the conversation as well.
And the answer is..... do nothing or have another little op. I'm going to opt for doing nothing for the time being. Well, that's not quite true. I'm not sure my adonis-like physique has been improved by an extra bulge, so I think it's time to actually go on the diet that I keep threatening. As soon as I've finished the half eaten packet of choccie biscuits and the bag of chocolate eclairs.
Part of me wishes it had happened during a bout of jollity. I would much rather report that I actually split my sides laughing.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Dangerous Work
I bought my poppy the other day. The nice lady got the poppy and the pin and put it on for me.
"I'm sorry" she said "I have to stick it on for you cos health and safety insist we do it"
"Why's that?" I asked
"In case you hurt yourself with the pin and sue me!" She replied. Eyes rolling.
So I am buying a poppy to remember all those who have gone to war and died to give me freedom and I'm not to be trusted with a pin!
"I'm sorry" she said "I have to stick it on for you cos health and safety insist we do it"
"Why's that?" I asked
"In case you hurt yourself with the pin and sue me!" She replied. Eyes rolling.
So I am buying a poppy to remember all those who have gone to war and died to give me freedom and I'm not to be trusted with a pin!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Sleep Deprivation
Well, it's a week since the show and I'm still recovering. I must be getting old.
Got to get myself together for Thursday though, Singing backing vocals at a blues gig.
I must be mad!
Got to get myself together for Thursday though, Singing backing vocals at a blues gig.
I must be mad!
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Another Opening of Another Show
A tiring week coming up. We open in Pinafore on Wednesday. It has become the show from hell.
We started with one director, who was brought in from outside. Some of the members didn't like him, and although we don't know exactly what happened, his position became untenable and he "left".
One of the members stepped into the breech and started correcting everything they perceived wrong. With 4 weeks to go. We are now putting on something that would work as a school production for 5 year olds. Which to be fair, is who she teaches.
To go into the rest of it would take too long. We won an award last year for best musical. We won't this year.
There is a possibility I am going to Direct next year. They won't fucking know what hit 'em. I've directed before. I don't own a pair of kid gloves!
We started with one director, who was brought in from outside. Some of the members didn't like him, and although we don't know exactly what happened, his position became untenable and he "left".
One of the members stepped into the breech and started correcting everything they perceived wrong. With 4 weeks to go. We are now putting on something that would work as a school production for 5 year olds. Which to be fair, is who she teaches.
To go into the rest of it would take too long. We won an award last year for best musical. We won't this year.
There is a possibility I am going to Direct next year. They won't fucking know what hit 'em. I've directed before. I don't own a pair of kid gloves!
Thursday, October 07, 2010
An Evenings Entertainment
Presently surrounded by young ladies discussing lingerie and, what in the idustry is known as "bedroomwear".
I don't know how I cope!
I don't know how I cope!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
T'good Old Days
Graybo, (for it is he), linked to a post about Blogging in the old days.
Yep, proper blogging back then. Discovered I started May 2001. We had to be up in the morning at 5:30 to shovel coal into the blogomotive and connect all the rods between the hammerboard and the interwebnetoscope. Once you'd done that it was 4 hours to type just one word. They've made it too easy for everyone now.
As for joining Twitter. I don't even know how to go about getting a flock of singing amazonian trumpet birds, so I'll avoid that.
Yep, proper blogging back then. Discovered I started May 2001. We had to be up in the morning at 5:30 to shovel coal into the blogomotive and connect all the rods between the hammerboard and the interwebnetoscope. Once you'd done that it was 4 hours to type just one word. They've made it too easy for everyone now.
As for joining Twitter. I don't even know how to go about getting a flock of singing amazonian trumpet birds, so I'll avoid that.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
I'm a Medical Marvel, Me!
I had a check up at The Royal Marsden last Friday. Just routine, but for the first time since the op I met my consultant surgeon.
He has confirmed that the biopsy on my lymph nodes did show a trace of cancer. Smaller than a pinhead. I already knew that. What he was so "excited" about, and he was, is that I am the first person who has a) had a sertoli cell tumour and b) they have found a trace of cancer on the lymph nodes.
Up till now he could only advise that it was a possibility. Now he can say it's happened. Those who had the op before me made the right decision as if the cells had seeded they wouldn't have been seen but would have grown at a later date.
It makes having the op worthwhile for my own health and for others.
I admit, it does make me feel warm inside. Maybe it's a bit egotistical. I don't know. But I feel like I have advanced cancer knowledge and will help others in the future to protect their health.
And I've been written up. In a number of journals. And I'm the subject of lectures now and in the future.
And now there is one mother, presently holidaying in Blackpool, who has been proved right when she said her son was special. Just not in the way she'd hoped.
He has confirmed that the biopsy on my lymph nodes did show a trace of cancer. Smaller than a pinhead. I already knew that. What he was so "excited" about, and he was, is that I am the first person who has a) had a sertoli cell tumour and b) they have found a trace of cancer on the lymph nodes.
Up till now he could only advise that it was a possibility. Now he can say it's happened. Those who had the op before me made the right decision as if the cells had seeded they wouldn't have been seen but would have grown at a later date.
It makes having the op worthwhile for my own health and for others.
I admit, it does make me feel warm inside. Maybe it's a bit egotistical. I don't know. But I feel like I have advanced cancer knowledge and will help others in the future to protect their health.
And I've been written up. In a number of journals. And I'm the subject of lectures now and in the future.
And now there is one mother, presently holidaying in Blackpool, who has been proved right when she said her son was special. Just not in the way she'd hoped.
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