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Wednesday Morning

I went to hospital this morning and parked up under the treatment centre. I spent the best part of an hour writing and watching life pass me buy then stuck a mask on and went in. The reason for the hour’s wait was because I wanted to get there while there were still spaces left.

By the time I walked into the entrance there were still spaces left – another great plan that didn’t quite work out. However, it wasn’t wasted time as I did quite a lot of writing. And compared to taking a taxi, I saved £12.

The sheet of questions you used to be asked about Covid has been reduced to a simple “Any Covid symptoms?” from a bored receptionist. This is quicker, but less reassuring.

By the time I left I had a lump of “putty” and two sheets of hand exercises. I am so looking forward to doing something like 20 exercises, each with ten reps and each at least twice a day. That’s going to be… (sound of wheels turning and gears clunking… a lot…

I’ve just ordered a couple of plastic gadgets to pop my pills out of the packets for me and, more importantly, to catch them for me. I tend to drop a lot due to declining dexterity.

I’ve also looked up my grip strength to compare it to the average. Seems that even with arthritis my grip strength in my dominant hand is strong. The non-dominant hand score is about two thirds of the other, but still good. I’m surprised at the size of the difference, though I couldn’t use one of my fingers on that hand. I’m feeling a bit better now, as I have been feeling pretty decrepit lately.

We went out for a coffee after I returned home, then went to Hobbycraft for Julia to buy things. Nothing much of any importance occurred but judging from my fellow drivers it was National Leave Your Brain at Home and Drive Like an Idiot Day, particularly for those driving 4x4s. Not one of them, it seems, can plan their route 50 yards in advance, with the result that I have to be barged to one side to allow them access to the lane they need.

While we were out we found a charity bin that takes books. It was nearly empty so all the books from the boot of the car went in there. I’m giving some specialist books to one of the customers on Saturday, so will have got rid of several hundred this week. It’s sad, but necessary.

 

 

 

It’s Not All Bad

There have been one or two bright spots recently despite my catalogue of disasters.

For instance, it brightened my day immeasurably to see a stretched Hummer broken down by the side of the road.

At first I thought it might just be resting, but the sight of its prop-shaft lying on the road beneath the car confirmed that it was broken. It happened to me in an Escort estate car once. Suddenly I lost power and there was an urgent knocking on the underside of the car. It was thirty five years ago and I still remember it.

I would say that it was in the days before I had reliable cars, but the evidence of the last few weeks suggests that I still don’t have a reliable car.

I’m not particularly in favour of 4×4 vehicles in towns – they aren’t necessary. Even if you live or work in the countryside in the UK, as I did for years,  they aren’t really necessary unless you live down a farm track or need to feed livestock in the fields.

They are bulky, uneconomic, polluting and often driven with a degree of arrogance. As evidence of this arrogance I will not only cite the average driving techniques of 4×4 drivers, but point you to the part of the Hummer link that Hummer drivers get five times the average number of traffic tickets per 100,000 miles driven.

That’s before we get onto the “stretch” bit.  Judging from the article I’ve linked to, there are more reasons than good taste and a suspicion of American imports to be dubious about stretch limos.

And that concludes my moan for the day.