Some odd folk …


Now when I say ‘odd’ I mean they do odd things. Take this morning as an example. We occasionally get drivers who need to turn around and they very occasionally will use our drive to perform their turn. Although why they don’t use the small parking area accros the road, I will never know. It doesn’t happen often, in fact I can’t remember it happening this year. So, when I spotted a white car reversing into the drive, I thought little of it. I went upstairs to bring down the washing and after filling the machine and setting it going, I happened to glance out of the window. It was then I noticed that the white car was still in the drive, some 15 minutes after I first spotted it.

I went out to investigate. The driver was still in the car and was reading a book! I tapped his window and asked him “What are you doing?”. He told me that he was just awaiting his wife who was delivering leaflets further up the road. When I asked why he was in our drive, he replied that he didn’t want to wait on the road as it was on a bend and it was a new car! I couldn’t follow his logic and asked him to move. He told me he wouldn’t be much longer as he could see his wife. His wife then came around the corner, said hello and got into the car. They then drove off without even a thankyou or a ‘bye your leave’.

(Written using BlogPad Pro on iPad mini)

Family holiday done …


After the initial disaster on Monday, things should have picked up. The location was great. ViewThe view from the dining room across the North Yorkshire Moors was amazing. The cottage was very well laid out. It had a large kitchen/dining room and a good sized living room. The equipment was all new and we seemed to lack for nothing. All five bedrooms had an en-suite and were adequately sized. It was quiet and had very little traffic and what traffic it had seemed to be people like us, enjoying a cottage holiday.

Now, there were two problems here. The first being the weather. One minute the sun was out and it was quite warm, the next minute it would be pouring down or the wind would pick or both. Not much you can do about that, and it didn’t help that I had forgotten to take a coat. Doh! The second was the problem I referred to in an earlier post. That of different age groups wanting to do different things at the same time and no-one seeming to come to single agreement. I find that these days, I need to know what I’m doing, when I’m doing it and it was even more difficult this time for some reason. I don’t think the family cottage holiday will happen again, and I certainly don’t want another week like the last one.

Then, to cap it all, we got a phone call from R***’s respite to say that his transport had not arrived. It would seem that one of the team that were to pick him up, had gone sick, and the only replacement was on another call and was late. It would not have taken the transport company more than two minutes to call and say there was a delay. Fortunately R*** seemed to cope with it quite well and we did not have an issue.

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TescoIt’s a bit of a strange day today. K*** only goes out to work on a Sunday. She is a customer Service adviser at a nearby supermarket and she took the job quite a few years ago. She elected for Sundays only as I was working Monday to Friday and we need someone to look after R***. Just before the aforementioned holiday, she got a call from her line manager asking if she could work today from 14:00 to 19:30. As a favour, she agreed and so it’s a bit like a Sunday this afternoon. R*** seems to be in a fantastic mood, as sometimes a change to any routine upsets him, but he appears to be okay at the moment. Fingers crossed it keeps up.

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I’m having a bit of an issue with getting notification emails into Outlook. The problem seems to have started after I turned off ‘3rd party app access  from within my Google account. The email I use for my blog is a Gmail account and it appears that Google has decided that Microsoft Outlook is a 3rd party app and is to be blocked. I’ve turned off the blocking but there is still a problem. I’ll fix it, but until then, I’m using the Gmail website to get any notifications.

Sorry … excuse me … sorry …


It’s amazing how people of my generation find themselves apologising for other peoples mistakes. Take today for example. I am pushing my trolley around a certain German discount supermarket (no not Lidl. and I know a joke about that*) dropping my carefully selected items in said trolley. I have just arrived at the fresh chicken section trolleywhen I’m faced with a gentleman(?) who had left his trolley in the middle of the aisle, whilst he tried to read the small print on the packet of chicken drumsticks. Just in front of him is a lady(again ?) whose trolley is neatly placed diagonally across the same aisle. As I sought to pass both of them, I was forced to move each trolley. I received a glare from one and a “tut tut” from the other as they realised that their trolley was being person-handled. I of course countered their responses with … Sorry! … Excuse me! … I’m sorry! I then carry on shopping, cursing myself for saying sorry all the time, when I should have been saying something in the order of “Move your bl***y trolleys you inconsiderate b***ards!”

I come across this a lot, especially in supermarkets. It’s as if some people are so far removed from reality that they think they are the only ones in the store. It’s not one single age group that’s at fault. They all seem to have the same problem. It must be a form of spacial awareness.

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In one of the small towns that are a part of Leeds area is a large Tesco. For some reason, Leeds planning department felt that it Tesco-Lidlwould be a great idea to allow a Lidl to be located next door. Literally, both stores share the same the entrance road. So here is the so called ‘joke’ I mentioned. *There had been an advertisement campaign for the new Lidl and a commenter on one of the social networks had heard about the financial losses at Tesco’s. His comment was : “Have you heard about the financial crisis at Tesco? Every Lidl helps!

Now I realise you have to be aware of the UK advertising slogans, but I thought it was quite funny.

Looking for your advice …


Right from the first day, I have always allowed people or organisations to follow me without hindrance. I always thought that the point of a blog was to maximise the number of readers and subscribers. That was until recently. I don’t always follow back and don’t always look at their site either. Earlier this week, I noticed that I had a follower that appeared to be offering blogging advice and tips. Always on the lookout to improve, I thought I would take a look at their site. Clicking on the link at the top of one of their posts, opened up my browser with a warning message that the site was unsafe. Being the over-cautious one that I am, I quickly closed it down. I then removed subscriber from my reader list and breathed a sigh of relief. I also noticed that a couple of subscribers no longer had a ‘clickable’ by their name/site name and I removed these also.

So, the advice I’m looking for is: should I enable the Blog by Email option on my site? Does it deter the casual reader? Is it worth it for the number of subscribers that I get? Is it actually any safer?

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Another day …..


   Today went as well as can be expected. Problems developed with the IT system. I think they are network connected, but you cannot explain that to the people (and I use the term loosely) that I work with. The is not a tangible thing that these people can get their heads round. It is cause and effect — there is a problem with the network — the effect is that it is program XXX. We get this often. If the problem was program xxx, then why did we not have the problem all the time ??? They just cannot seem to see the bigger picture. As the saying goes, ‘Tomorrow is another day’. Oh yes, another day, another field of sh*t to wade through.

   Youngest kicked off a bit tonight. I don’t know what set him off, but it took a while for him to settle. He has been a bit angry all weekend really. It will be a school thing no doubt.

…and it’s only Monday


   It started good. Then seemed to go downhill very quickly. It is quite difficult working with some people. Some people are so sanctimonious, and “ne’er do wrongs” that they become impossible to actually get on with at times.

   Youngest had a bit of a do tonight. Everyone still seems to think that is his computer that causes the problem. So, if that is the case, then why did we have no problems with him on Friday evening, all day Saturday and Sunday, when he was never off the thing ???? My opinion, for what it is worth, is that the computer acts as the release for the anger that built up during the day.

   Eldest is back at Uni tomorrow. That will be a bit of a shock to the system. I don’t think he will be up for the quiz, tomorrow night though. I also have some doubts that he’ll be up for the drama on Wednesday. His friend B** did not turn up last week, and did not turn up at the Beer Fest either. The split up, between B** and R** may cause more problems than everyone thinks. If B** does not take part, then I think the eldest, may find some reason to drop out too. I do know, that he is not too happy with the subject matter of the panto. It will be a shame if he does not pop up, as I am beginning to get to like my Wednesday night out !!

   By the way, I’ve started a group on the National Blog Posting Month blogsite. It called Grumpy But Content, and it is open for anyone to have a moan and a whinge, without anyone criticising them. You can find a link on my Blogroll, so go on, sign up and have a good old gripe, just keep it clean, as it I don’t intend to moderate it.

Back again ….


   Well, as expected, the quiz-nite went well again. We got 37 points, which is a record for our little (sic) team. Of course, we did not win. That was never on the cards, but that’s not the point. R** won the bingo though. I don’t think she really knew what to do/say when her numbers came up.

   It’s strange though, seeing people, that I know from the primary school, when I was on the PTA. People that you remember as little kids, that are now grown up and quite mature and sensible. Makes you feel a little old. I think what is worrying though, is that I know the faces, but not the names. Must be an age thing.

   All done for today.