Going Gently

One Up

A bit of lightness is needed.....thought I 'd share one of those moments when the stars align with the moon!

A woman I know is a bit of a show off!
Designer shoes, flash car, expensive holidays,
She loves to underline just how great her life is!
Anyhow I saw her yesterday coming out of Sainsbury's supermarket recycling area.
She stopped her very large car and dropped her posh sunglasses to say hi
Noting that she makes a big deal of always going to Waitrose I chirped up with a
" We don't usually see you here! " kind of comment
" I've just been to the clothes bank" she explained, trying to sound all pious
" Did you find anything nice?" I purred with a smile!

A Story From York Minster

Recently the Prof and I were caught up in a mega traffic jam on the way back from the beach. The A55 (the main duel carriageway serving North Wales) was closed both ways as the police dealt with a suicidal woman who was threatening to jump from a bridge, and in soaring temperatures we, like a few thousand others sat in our cars waiting for the roads to clear.
http://www.dailypost.co.uk/news/see-a55-drivers-passing-time-13133667
Twitter abounded with pithy and then just plain rude complaints about just how selfish the woman involved was, and frustrated in our hot car, I remembered a time when I was on the other side of such an incident!
Then, I worked in York as a junior staff nurse in the city's flagship psychiatric hospital, Bootham Park and on one sunny afternoon, I remember being asked to help a colleague after the patient she had been admitting unexpectedly ran from our ward seconds after being brought in as a voluntary patient.
We had no idea of what could be going on in the guy's mind, all we knew that he was said to be suffering from anxiety, but as he raced down the long drive towards the city centre the female nurse and I both felt that cold dread of something not quite right.
Generally, nurses were expected to retrieve absconding patients only within the hospital grounds, leaving the police to find any in the community, but then without hesitation we both chased the man as he turned left out of the hospital gates and down Petergate where we lost him in the tourist crowds.

What seemed like an age later, we were joined by a policeman who had just heard that a colleague of his had approached a " suspicious" man in York Minster who had suddenly bolted up onto the South Transept roof, where he, without the slightest of hesitations, had thrown himself off.

Now ,if you are ever "inconvenienced" by such events like the one The Prof and I found ourselves in a couple of weeks ago and find yourself less than sympathetic to the person sat on that motorway bridge -spare a thought for the emergency personnel who are trying their best to deal with the situation.
Even though that nurse and I had not got any real notion of what was going on with that patient, the cold, paralysing fear that he had taken his life whilst under our " care" was a feeling, we will never ever forget and I know that the policeman we met up with felt exactly the same.

As it turned out, the patient actually survived his fall but sustained life changing spinal injuries as a result of it and I was part of the team that went to assess him again as he was being rehabilitated in his wheelchair. Strange as it may seem, he had absolutely no idea why he had jumped from the roof in the first place!

Widening The Field

Another entry to the novelty veg comp! Apologies for not posting it earlier, I ' ve just found it!

Just a thought but the Flower Show has a general photo competition class which this year has two categories, they are usually very popular!
One class, this year is " My Pet" the other is entitled " Seaside" .....if any of going gently's readers would like to enter these classes rather than the novelty veg class ( which seems to overface many) you are all welcome to send me your photos....
I need to have the original photo ( which can be returned) no larger than 7 x5
So if you have a particularly good photo of a pet or a seaside scene and want to share it
Just email me if you fancy a chance to take part!

Jelly Fish!

I have nothing interesting to say today. Two more long night shifts under my belt with only four more to go, I am still tired and washed out with just enough chutzpah left to give Mary a bubble bath, Winnie a scrub with her fanny flannel and a curry cooked from scratch on the cooker hob.

I will leave you with Carol Caudwell's entry for the novelty veg/fruit competition

Keep em comming to jgsheffield@hotmail.com

Albert The Cat's Blog Entry

Yawn!
I'm writing this as I wait for food
I'm always waiting to be fed.....bastards!
The effin' dogs always come first!, especally that bastard pug ugly bulldog!
I don't know why I friggin bother staying!

If Dogs Wrote Blogs

one blog that I follow discussed Cats writing blogs...I just wondered what a blog could read like if Winnie penned it?
So here goes ......

Fat daddy woke me up at an ungodly hour this morning to go out for a pee.

I keep glaring at him every day but he doesnt get the message

I CAN SLEEP 14 HOURS WITHOUT NEEDING A PISS!

The other dogs bounce around like bloody lunatics, I just can't wait to get back to bed.

Grumpy Dad was already making his morning food when we got back in , so we left him quick sticks and climbed into bed with fat dad.

Fat dad is like me, he hates mornings!

It's late in the day when fat dad calls me. I pretend to be asleep, but he knows me too well and so I get up and fart. He farts too and often blames me.

Today I hear him talking to someone.

THERE IS WORKMEN IN THE HOUSE!!!!!

I run down stairs and get all unnecessary as two gorgeous men in OVERALLS are in the garden.

They have come just to see me!

I kiss them both on the lips! Then have to have an immediate botty rub on the garden steps

Fat dad shakes his head! He hates me botty rubbing

Funny, Grumpy Dad always laughs when I rub my botty on his slippers!

I love his slippers!

We then go for a walk around the village. George gets on my tits as he is too slow. William keeps walking into things and Mary gets excited if she sees a bleeding pigeon flying past.

I'm surrounded by idiots!

I wish I could walk with Albert, he has a few brain cells about him and he loves me.

Fat Dad keeps stopping to talking to people.

It's so boring.

He thinks he's popular!

Finally we get home and IT's FOOD TIME!"

Thank god!

A tin of horse with bacon flavoured biscuits! Bloody lovely

I rub my botty on the back door for a bit as William has a poo against the fridge

He's getting old and is such a let down!

Anyhow Fat dad, gets all hot and sweaty and looks very ill as he plays with a lot of stones in the garden, so I have a small nap in the sun.

It's been a busy day all told.

A Ton Of Gravel

Going Gently is going all Homes & Gardens today.
Who says I can't do a " lifestyle blog"?
I've just shifted a ton of soddin gravel ! A huge bag of which was unloaded by small grabber thing on the back of a lorry early this morning. The lorry got stuck for a while in the lane blocking the school rat run traffic which was fun and the two workmen were delayed for several minutes longer by Winnie's need for on-the-lip kisses. Fair dos both obliged her with a snog and she is now lying in a sunny spot in the garden , basking in the afterglow.
I was on my last legs, filling a bucket with the last few ounces of gravel when a neighbour skipped past commenting " That looks like a big job for you "
I noted the " for you"bit and shot back a quick " fuck off!" Then promptly broke wind loudly as I heaved the load onto the new path!
The results as you will agree are impressive! ( the paths not the fart)