| Tuesday, February 9th, 2010 |
| 3:15 pm |
i got my dream back
i: totes hardcore NSFW orgy-with-strangers featuring actual real v4gina dent4t4 DENTURES! (to reiterate: not as worn by anyone I know) (not thus worn in the dream i mean, readers can wear what they like obvs) ii: phonecall to dad, but he couldn't come to the phone :( iii: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) piratemoggy and i investigating what the scary little shapes were, moving inside the sofa? Mice? NO! Cockroaches? NO! An elaborate articulated chocolate-lorry beast which carried delicious silver-paper-wrapped squares of chocolate all around the room, and which it was OK to help youself from? YES! re (ii) somewhere on LJ is a dream about a phonecall to or from mum, but i actually talked to her :( update: it's here |
| 2:15 pm |
in further "idiot DDD covered by two policies" news
ffs i have CANCELLED THE CHEAPER POLICY luckily they arsked for a letter of confirmation, which can now say "NO WAIT..." Q: what is RONG with me A: i am rubbish obvs ps it is inherited rubbishness -- dr b and i just sadly concluded that the security contract that mum signed just before she died -- for burglar alarms and phonelink to the police and etc -- was a total pointless rip-off; and dad had not dealt with his own bank account since about 1962... we tracked down the firm in question via the internet -- all the numbers in ther literature were dead -- and discovered a big consumer-rage thread on how they had been featured on WATCHDOG. |
| Saturday, February 6th, 2010 |
| 4:28 pm |
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signs seen in shrewsbury today TIME FOR A CHANGE
Laser tattoo removal CONCEPT HYGIENE: the Perfect Solution |
| Friday, February 5th, 2010 |
| 3:37 pm |
salad of all the eager harem ladies
dr b and i have been chattin a lot in the last two days about mum and dad, which of us ended up with whose traits, and she reminded me just now of v!ck's eagle-eyed spot at mum's funeral, which is that the bevy of dad's carers helping us out that day -- all young-ish women, some agency, some local -- were incredibly competitive about being attentive to him: even as an elderly invalid he was a total babemagnet :) |
| Wednesday, February 3rd, 2010 |
| 12:02 pm |
wiki-illam #105: googlebomb aftermath
ok so we finished: time to g back and tidy up i guess i am off up to shropshire till saturday so am leaving for fill-in and check-up: stuff people got by google but didn't post etc in the "ula" section the sea-parrot is a puffin, latin name FRATERCULA ARCTICA; the wishbone in a bird is the FERCULA |
| Tuesday, February 2nd, 2010 |
| 2:53 pm |
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| Monday, February 1st, 2010 |
| 3:16 pm |
step into the modern world
i closed my dad's lloyds account down today -- sad for all the obvous reasons, and also (sad to me, in a small and silly and poignant way) because his account number had just four digits that weren't zeros, he'd had it so long*, and now there is one less bank account number of just four digits; and massively annoying and baffling because it ended -- after a very long wait -- with me porting £1300 of used twenties in a brown paper bag to pay into another bank, because they claimed this was the only way to hand over the money without charging me *the old woman who lived across the road owned "crematorium certificate no.7" -- which she had queued up as a teenager at golders green, when cremation was legalised, because she felt it was exciting and futuristic** **i just looked this up, and this story -- which she often told -- must have been nonsense: cremation had been legalised years before she can have been born :( |
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| Sunday, January 31st, 2010 |
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| Saturday, January 30th, 2010 |
| 9:07 am |
wiki-illiam #105: q15
( Who or what: )The unexpected hiatus means we have already had or are about to encounter the actual real answers, but there are only four questions left inc.this and it seems a pity not to complete the quiz: you all are pretty good at not spoilering yrselves... |
| Friday, January 29th, 2010 |
| 2:56 pm |
little things, of course
first thing i thought when i got back to london: must just call dad to let him know i'm home safe no need now and even so, i caught myself thinking it three or four times from the time i came through the door to about halfway through the excellent (best-selling!) haggis piratemoggy had waiting for me: amd this despite the intense strangeness of leaving the house in shropshire wth no one in it, for the first time in many many years |
| Wednesday, January 27th, 2010 |
| 11:39 am |
et in LJ ego...
family sukrat is caught up in the busy technical process of making a death a fact: informing friends, relatives and the authorities, the registrar a busy, precise, clever little woman, who made doctrah b and i both think that's what we want to be when we grow up the undertaker twigged from our sibling mien that we cope with hard situations via dry humour, and adapted his own demeanour instantly, from reverence to relaxed tales of six-feet-under type: though sadly not the one about the feud with the firm of the same family name two streets away, the battle of their ads in yellow pages and so on, which we discovered elsewise (more on this later) shocked love and admiration and offers of help are coming tumbling in, of course: it's the gradual accumulation of all this, and the little details and forms and discussions and worries -- what hymns did he like? we haven't the slightest idea -- that build into reality: but not yet, and at the moment we all still catch ourselves thinking, "will dad want some of this supper, or will he need something easier to chew?" and so on... the house is full of him, and mum too and so on... anyway, thx for all yr support and messages, and we are ok if very extremely preoccupied -- i will be back in london for a few days on thur eve i think but maybe not out and about too much yet, just too much to get done big hugs to all: the shape of my days is very strange at the moment and i miss you |
| Saturday, January 23rd, 2010 |
| 4:54 pm |
off-net and up-country
for a few days at least, be excellent to one another everybody reading and everybody not xxx xxx |
| 9:54 am |
my dad died during the night
He'd been ill most of the week, just a bad winter cold but it wasn't getting better. Not a surprise, in the sense that he was given 10 years to live in 1967, and we'd always lived with his condition and this prognosis as it adapted -- but he just seemed to go on, never frustrated, quietly enjoying defeating the odds. He said not so long ago that he considered every year after 70 as a gift. He'd seemed small and frail since the summer, old at last, and at xmas b3cky and I both wondered if he'd see another winter, though we didn't quite say it to each other -- but still, after all, a surprise. He would have been 79 in April. |
| Friday, January 22nd, 2010 |
| 9:11 am |
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| Thursday, January 21st, 2010 |
| 1:05 pm |
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| 10:57 am |
i dremt i dremt
i dremt i wz bein NSFW-ed in a desultory way by [SO SO REDACTED], primarily by the means of the mutual discussion of an essay by CHUCK EDDY on the implications for the decline of JAZZROCK of the uselessness of GnR's Chinese Democracy. Obvs this was an DREAM so accept the judgment under advisement, but this felt a sadly non-grebt means of c4rnal whatevs :( |
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| Wednesday, January 20th, 2010 |
| 8:52 pm |
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