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Sunday, 4 June 2017
Tickets Booked - Micky Flanagan #mickyflanagan #LondonO2 #an'anotherfing
After a few months of searching, tickets finally booked to see the man at London O2 October 2017. Well done Steve C for the perseverance.
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Friday, 26 May 2017
Majorca 2017 - Day 2 - Pedalling Posers & Furniture Removals
Mrs CT and I have managed to get 5 days away together, squeezed in between ridiculous travelling schedules. Even then we couldn't travel together. She travelling from Luton at 6am and me joining her at the hotel at 11pm via Düsseldorf. An interesting 2 hour journey with CondorAir and 150 over excited German holiday makers.
So onto the Hotel Aimia, a quiet little boutique affair one street back from the promenade and only 20 other guests. We came here 10 years ago so knew what to expect - peace and no fights for the sun beds.
The hotel is in Port de Soller, nestled at the bottom of the Tramuntana hills in the NW of Majorca. Anyone who has been here will instantly recognise the transport below. An early 20th century tram that runs between the port and the main town of Soller.
As we are only here for 5 days, we had a busy schedule ahead - out and about in the mornings and retiring to the sunbeds in the heat of the afternoon. Just like the UK at the moment, the weather is unseasonably hot at 31c. So off on our first outing a shopping/cultural trip to Soller. Beautiful architecture and little streets to explore. Many interesting little shops and far too many ladies boutiques!
So after Mrs CT had bought several gorgeous floaty numbers, refuge was found at one of the several Tapas bars surrounding the central cathedral square. Preparations were underway for the Festival of the Orange. Beer, gin and tapas dishes were consumed.At this point my indifference to certain people and their behaviour sprung forth. I have several friends who are cyclists and even I have been known to mount my two wheeled metal steed and pedal forth. Majorca has become well known for serious partakers of this particular pastime and Soller a stop off point for a spot of lunch. Multi coloured jerseys, metres of stretched Lycra and fluorescent shoes are the uniform of choice
However, it is one thing to sit there in your scrotum stuffed cycling Lycra but to actually keep your helmet and gloves on whilst consuming lunch is ridiculous posing at its worst. What are you expecting, a dangerous head height flying ham baguette. FFS it's lunch, stop looking like a prat.
Any way, rant over. Back aboard the tram for a leisurely 20 minute journey back down to the coast via the lemon and orange laden back gardens of the town.
Poolside for the afternoon. Not a lot of other guests here, so chances for story telling a little limited. Maybe 20 other guests, 6 English, 6 Belgian and the rest Spanish. As you can see from the following, the pool is set in a 2000 sq/m decked area with lovely matching wooden beds and tables.
Only one day into our short little holiday and a fellow guest was exhibiting some annoying habits. Fiona the Furniture Fidget was a disturbing pain in the a$$. Every 5 minutes or so she insisted in dragging her sunbed into a new and presumably astromically aligned position. And when I say dragging I mean ear piercingly screeching wood on wood noise. Sit down, keep quiet and don't move would be my particular advice.
By the way, if you are wondering what happened to day 1, it was spent travelling. I could tell you a lot about my fellow German passengers aboard Condor 16514 but as I work for a German company this would not be an acceptable thing to do.
I will leave you with an image of dog walking Majorca style. Strap a handle and some wheels to a pet carrier and off you go!
Laters
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Tuesday, 28 February 2017
Dangerous Weapon given to me by a Doctor #diabetes
As some of my readers may know, some 5 years ago I was diagnosed with Diabetes Type 2. This was at the time if you were overweight and middle aged this is the label our health service slapped on you.
Trying to control the condition with diet and tablets has not been very successful with my average blood sugar readings never going below 10.5 mmol/L and sometimes as high as 22.0 mmol./L. (A "normal" person should have a reading of between 4.0 - 6.0).
So what does that result in for me - extreme tiredness, lethargy, increased peeing at night, increased thirst at night and no drive, if you know what I mean.
Fortunately I managed to get referred to a consultant endocrinologist (a doctor who studies internal secretions - yuk!) who suggested to my GP that I should be prescribed a GLP-1. Never heard of it. My GP had and went off muttering that they had to refer to someone else - the accountant no doubt?
Sure enough, after 2 weeks they invited me back in to see a specialist nurse who had with her a bag of torture instruments such as that below. Before giving me the prescription and showing me how to fire the said weapon, I had to sign a contract with her for a prescribed weight loss and blood test result 6 months hence. If I did not meet either of those targets I would lose the drug - all about money as suspected.
Not only was this drug administered by needle but I am expected to do it myself! The above is a weapon containing a small explosive device connected to a very sharp and long harpoon which in turn has a small vial of medicine on the end.
The fact that the damn thing had a safety catch on it, showed me that it was dangerous.
Grey cap off, hold against abdomen, set switch to firing and press detonator at top. OMG a loud clank and the harpoon shot forth burying itself into my ample flesh. The drugs automatically emptied themselves internally, a bit like a giant wasp and then said harpoon ripped itself free with another loud clank and back into the weapon. Thank goodness this is only a once a week exercise. I went white and started shaking like a thin fence post standing in the way of Doris.
The overall results remain to be seen. If you want to know more about diabetes or GLP-1 click on the highlighted text above. By the way there are no explosives or harpoons just a bloody big needle and spring - it is in fact similar to an epi pen
Trying to control the condition with diet and tablets has not been very successful with my average blood sugar readings never going below 10.5 mmol/L and sometimes as high as 22.0 mmol./L. (A "normal" person should have a reading of between 4.0 - 6.0).
So what does that result in for me - extreme tiredness, lethargy, increased peeing at night, increased thirst at night and no drive, if you know what I mean.
Fortunately I managed to get referred to a consultant endocrinologist (a doctor who studies internal secretions - yuk!) who suggested to my GP that I should be prescribed a GLP-1. Never heard of it. My GP had and went off muttering that they had to refer to someone else - the accountant no doubt?
Sure enough, after 2 weeks they invited me back in to see a specialist nurse who had with her a bag of torture instruments such as that below. Before giving me the prescription and showing me how to fire the said weapon, I had to sign a contract with her for a prescribed weight loss and blood test result 6 months hence. If I did not meet either of those targets I would lose the drug - all about money as suspected.
The fact that the damn thing had a safety catch on it, showed me that it was dangerous.
Grey cap off, hold against abdomen, set switch to firing and press detonator at top. OMG a loud clank and the harpoon shot forth burying itself into my ample flesh. The drugs automatically emptied themselves internally, a bit like a giant wasp and then said harpoon ripped itself free with another loud clank and back into the weapon. Thank goodness this is only a once a week exercise. I went white and started shaking like a thin fence post standing in the way of Doris.
The overall results remain to be seen. If you want to know more about diabetes or GLP-1 click on the highlighted text above. By the way there are no explosives or harpoons just a bloody big needle and spring - it is in fact similar to an epi pen
Wednesday, 28 December 2016
Turkey & Ham Singapore Noodles. Beats Curry with leftovers. #singaporenoodles #leftovers #turkey #ham #pakchoi
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