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Tina, like you, I'm not big on 'stuff' cluttering up the house,the less is more thing is my motto- apart from plants that is! My kids also didn't have the wardrobe that some seem to have these days and if they were invited to a party it was a case of wearing their wellies/trainers if they didn't have fancy shoes! They didn't get endless toys and treats either and had to wait for birthdays and Christmas but they were happy. Sometimes I'm nice to them- but only because they'll be choosing the care home.....
Frank , Along time ago when our Gaffer had not shown up for work , I took it upon myself to ware his white coat ,and tried to get the men to get off their arses and try and catch up with our work schedule ,the manager as it happened came into the workshop at this time and seen me wearing the coat and asked me if I would continue as assistant Foreman until the real one got back he was ill , so for 6 months I did just that ,but then was asked by my Boss if I would like to do it on a More permanent bases I said I would think about it and then he said something very strange , would I have the ability to sack someone, I said no and he said don't go for the job , I have not regretted that decision I retired happy unlike a lot of my fellow workers who went on the management trail .
GG. We had a similar experience with an elderly relative. Very distressing, apologies from the nhs and things have settled down..a bit.
a quick recap...toilets... GG and Fairygirl...theres more...
When you had your allotted time the door closed, much slushing and gurgling, and the next person couldn't go back in for three minutes (we were a group of walkers)
So did we go in two at a time..not telling...surreal, alien and weird.
Fairygirl, daugher informed me couple of days ago when we were having a joke that she has it all sorted. Stannalift to top floor where there's a bedroom with ensuite. Help. Not giving a home my kids' inheritance.
Cilmeri - hope it was appropriate pairings.
Tina I'm walking in front of a bus rather than go in a home, or wandering off the top of a hill. I hate the thought of growing old- gracefully or otherwise I suppose living with the kids would give me the chance to get my own back though.. I love them really
M made me promise not to put her in a home. Alas when it got to the stage of never ever having a nights sleep,(snatches of an hour at atime) Having to keep all doors locked and constantly cleaning up s*** from floors, bed s etc and then not sitting up unless we lifted her like a doll it was decided that for all our sakes a home was the only solution.
She is now in a lovely home where we can come and go whenever we want. She has put on a little weight and is much happier. We don't often see her when she is at her most 'trickiest' and I can now enjoy her as my M
All I say is be careful what you make them promise
My Dad looked after my Mum as her main carer Rosa and hid a lot of things from us. I think he was terrified she'd go into a home. He was a very independent person and didn't really like asking for help which was often difficult to deal with. They were together 60 years in total and he was heartbroken when she died. I'm a lot like him and in all honesty I wouldn't want to inflict myself on my kids. He died at home and it was hard for me as I found him.My partner was worried about me being there on my own (he was quite a distance away) but I told him I wasn't on my own , I had my Dad with me and it was strangely comforting. I hope you have many more years with her Rosa
I'm glad you feel the same as me, Fairygirl - I would not want to inflict myself on my family either. At the moment, they love me and I don't want them to end up hating me as my aunt hated her difficult father in law. I want them to have their lives and not have to give them away for my sake - but also to inherit my house!
Derek, I learned as a very young soldier that difficult decisions have to be made constantly, after a while you harden and the skin toughens.As I went up through the ranks, promotion boards I had to sit on taught me that sentiment has no place in the room.ICI took me on for what I was and from the start they groomed me obviously for the job they knew was coming and when I did not apply I was not a graduate, I was told to have the application on the managers desk that day. It meant a huge step up the ladder and an easy comfortable retirement.The men and women said I had no parents but that I was totally fair. Some do, some do not, I had friends who could not do it and lost out in many ways.Visiting T----'s supermarket which is full of retired ICI men working to supplement their pensions I am greeted as a friend so I did something right.Not a rant Derek just trained by circumstances beyond my control as a lad to get on and do the job and not shed tears.
Fairygirl /Daughter, your Dad and I had the same experience then so I understand his hiding things form you although at first some of mine were thinking it was all imagination on my part,Joan is still in this house to me, I never would have believed it, I do now.
Frank/Dad- she'll always be with you.x
Life has some tough lessons and experiences. No-one knows when they start out in life how tough it can become. I've learnt that whatever happens, we can go on loving and that love never dies.
Well, enough of that! OH's car died on us yesterday after spending hundreds to try to save it. This means I'll have to part ex mine for one big enough to tow the caravan. Not a rant - more a groan!
Hi Lyn. Has your OH calmed down yet? This whole question of cyclists on the roads is a difficult one. They have a right to be there, but they are a nuisance to car drivers and they are themselves vulnerable to injury. They should cycle in single file, but quite often cycle side-by-side, making any obstruction worse. Car drivers may fail to see them - or rather, fail to register that they are there, because they are concentrating on other cars. Sometimes they get competitive and try to control whether a car can pass them. They complain that cars pass too close and almost push them into the hedge. Driving behind them drives me crazy. Trying to pass them can be dangerous, especially on winding Welsh roads. Wish I knew the answer!
Car drivers are dangerous for cyclists too. My daughter (when she was a student) was riding her bike past a row of parked cars when suddenly some idiot opened his car door right into her. She fell off the bike of course and was covered in bruises.
Morning all. Pentillie, your post could be an article/comments straight out of a Zürich newspaper! Although I must say, people who cycle in a city the size of London must have more guts than brains! Boris excepted, of course!
My daughter in law was knocked off her bike when she was a student, too. I did not intend to attack cyclists. I agree with the 'more guts than brains' comment, and not only about London. I was at traffic lights in a relatively quiet country area, with a car in the other lane beside me and a cyclist in my lane who pulled up beside me. When the lights changed, the other car pulled out, the cyclist cut across my bonnet and, had I not been alert, I would have run him over. I sounded my horn - I leave you to imagine the condescending gesture I got in return. He was in full cycling gear and looked fit, an experienced cyclist. But he's have been the one injured, perhaps dead, and I'd be the one trying to live with the fact that I had hit someone.
That's a really good point about a road tax for cyclists. The real answer is dedicated cycling lanes everywhere, and not ones shared with pedestrians - and that is going to cost money.