Was,nt gonna blog yet till afternoon but i,m here anyway. lunch.. well actually thats not true its dinner in durham. telling it how it is, this is me being me, why pretend to be summat youre not.
I remember listening to someone thinking, she talks just like me. another durham lass.
unique, she made me laugh with funny little sayings.
I didn't strike a bat just sat listening to radio and the no smoking. powerless really. !
glad i don't have to give up, i smoked in 70s just cos mates did, called into cafe on north road for 10 no six which progressed to regal on payday, work had a cigs cabin near the doors and when cashing up the "till" id scan the shelves for the latest brands to try the next week, i tried all the exotics, camels, menthol, ect just cos i liked the look of the packet. yuck.
Gave up no bother i never thought about them again. !
I stopped at 21 cos every time i inhaled my heart skipped a beat,
for which i spent many hours at Dryburn on the e.c.g. machine,
diagnosis. doc said "sensitive heart"..
aye bout right.. not much cop really. fragile..!!
couldn't toughen up even if the heavens intervened and brought me a miracle..
cos its just not in me. its too late too change. thats a fib if ever there was one.
contradictory in terms.
whenever I'm in contact with machinery it goes haywire, computer, mobile, house phone, hair stands up sometimes on the dogs, but the "twizzles" still wag their tails, i could be classed as a liability. !
If i eat certain foods, (over the last few years), i have palpitations,
esp things with e numbers, i eat no junk food, sweets ect crisps, cake,
if i do i suffer, i shouldn't drink wine but I'm finishing a bottle off from xmas,
im not wasting it, just makes me want to go to sleep.
not drinking during the day, perish the thought.
Mercury's working already !! 12.08 its had time to be termorra.. collect? compulsive hoarder. was. ive downsized a lot. could have set up my own library.
..snows on its way again,... it'll not bother me..!!
the washers leaking. its just new too, top of the range.
but i do still love a laugh, a giggle..esp when not supposed to, i do it all the time and did on many important occasions which is quite shameful to admit to really,... i get myself in so much trouble through it, in fact troubles my middle name !!
i could be called incorrigible.. i don't really know what that means..!.
Ive gotta get back to being me sometime cos that's who i am, i cant be anyone else.
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