I had quite a bad day yesterday with my stomach. It started well enough, but I made what was obviously a mistake to eat Digitalsome fried salty bacon, from pork, one of the acidic foods. Before I knew where I was I was on a helter-skelter of stomach pains, eating more fruit to compensate, adding some bicarbonate of soda, vomiting up, and it was no fun at all. I'm the sort of person that needs...
Month: September 2019
Slave labour as a psychic
I'm quite keen to develop my business as a personal counsellor, psychic etc. Someone pointed me in the direction of a Sky television company. "Psychic Today." This is featured on Sky Channel 650. I was quite intrigued by this because I enjoy working 'remotely' in other words completely blind with people I know nothing about. I applied to go on the system and received a standard docket of...
Children’s entertainer ‘removes’ my wife’s bra
Driving along yesterday Friday we saw a sign saying "Chew Stoke Harvest" so we thought we'd better investigate it. This is a very small village of I would guess about 1000 souls (on checking 998 in the 2017 survey) It was advertised to be held on Saturday 7 September 2019, 12.30 onwards. On arrival at the village the most annoying thing was that there were no signposts. Presumably because the...
A full day from a bad start
Last night I suffered a lot from a frozen shoulder and upper arm and decided to write to my genius of an acupuncturist come physio therapist, come healer, Tim. I wrote to him early this morning and asked for an appointment as soon as possible. About 8:30 AM I received a letter from a good friend saying they would like to pop by and would we available. About 9:00 AM. I received an invitation from...
The time of plenty
At this time of year, we can sustain ourselves for the most part on what we grow on the allotment. Not everything performs the same way every year; no two years are the same. We have had good supplies of onions, potatoes, beetroot, spinach, runner beans, nasturtiums (which we eat), and blackberries. The damsons on the right were given to Françoise during a garden visit. This means that I don't...
The Ancient village of Avebury, Wiltshire
Today Wednesday was a bit of a sad day because the gardening job I had looked forward to doing had been taken from me on the spurious pretext. Since either of us have anything much to do with decided that it was time for a walk. We need a pleasant day to counteract the dreadful shenanigans going on in the houses of Parliament where the government seems set on a process of self destruction. How...
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