teedeedeeblog http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/ A little bit of humour usually stolen, a little bit serious, a memory or two, the odd rant, and somtimes am argument just for the sake of it. Tue, 07 Oct 2008 16:13:35 +0000 http://bloghi.com/ http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/img_ch.hi?id=8541 teedeedeeblog http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/ A poem from a friend. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/08/24/a-poem-from-a-friend.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/08/24/a-poem-from-a-friend.html#comments Sun, 24 Aug 2008 04:06:22 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/08/24/a-poem-from-a-friend.html   It was my birthday yesterday and I received a poem written by one of my blog friends. To Friendship. The door is always openIt’s always on the latchYou’re always very welcomeThere’s never any catchThe kettle’s always boilingCome...
 
It was my birthday yesterday and I received a poem written by one of my blog friends.

To Friendship.


The door is always open
It’s always on the latch
You’re always very welcome
There’s never any catch
The kettle’s always boiling
Come in and have a chat
Pull up a chair and sit a while
And talk of this and that

Although there’s often lots to do
There’s always time for friends
The jobs will always be there
The work just never ends
The warmth of love enfolds you
There’s a welcome in the air
Happiness is in every corner
There’s sunshine everywhere

Remember stones and mortar
Will build a house that’s all
But what turns a house into a home
Is having people come and call
So raise a glass to friendship
And toast to pastures new
Of happiness and laughter
In everything you do

©Marian Barker

Marian's poems have not been published and more can be found at,
http://mypoetry.blog.co.uk/

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/08/24/a-poem-from-a-friend.html#comments Is watching a dog die "art"? http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/28/is-watching-a-dog-die-art.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/28/is-watching-a-dog-die-art.html#comments Wed, 28 May 2008 05:42:15 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/28/is-watching-a-dog-die-art.html In the 2007, the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street, he tied him to a rope in an art gallery, starving him to death.For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful... In the 2007, the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street, he tied him to a rope in an art gallery, starving him to death.

For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful 'masterpiece' based on the dog's agony, until eventually he died.  

But this is not all ... the prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of the Central American  decided that the 'installation' was actually art, so that Guillermo Vargas Habacuc has been invited to repeat his cruel action for the biennial of 2008.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RPfcBa7Q_I - 97k -

Please sign the petition at,

http://www.petitiononline.com/ea6gk/petition-sign.html

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/28/is-watching-a-dog-die-art.html#comments Where now Gordon? http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/04/where-now-gordon.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/04/where-now-gordon.html#comments Sun, 04 May 2008 06:31:28 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/04/where-now-gordon.html   Gordon Brown, you are a loser, in two years or whenever you have to call a general election, your gone. Oh what an opportunity you know have Gordon. Two years to change the face of British politics, grab this chance, the ride may be...
 

Gordon Brown, you are a loser, in two years or whenever you have to call a general election, your gone.

Oh what an opportunity you know have Gordon. Two years to change the face of British politics, grab this chance, the ride may be bumpy but it could also be a great ride.


Back to basics Gordon, clear the decks, get rid of those ad visors that you have, their advice has very obviously been useless, kick out the present cabinet who's only interest appears to be self interest and replace them with young energetic members that can grab their departments by the scruff of the neck and shake out all of the old dead wood, tell them what you want and leave them to get on with it, working in the interests of the majority of the electorate.


Be the figurehead Gordon, you are not happy or suitable for the lime light, you have a great deal of experience that you can offer to your new department heads. Guide them, hold their hand, oversee what they are doing, caution them when required, but let them get on with it.


Who knows what will happen, you still may lose the next election, no change there, but, well, just who knows.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/05/04/where-now-gordon.html#comments IS THERE AN ANSWER? http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/17/is-there-an-answer.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/17/is-there-an-answer.html#comments Thu, 17 Apr 2008 06:27:22 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/17/is-there-an-answer.html   Is There An Answer.  from the website, http://www.wordscanhelp.co.ukBEREAVEMENT. GRIEVING or MOURNING the LOSS OF A LOVED ONE. DEPRESSION from GRIEVING. How long should we grieve? Will we cope with GRIEF? How do we cope with GRIEF?.IS...
 
Is There An Answer.  from the website, http://www.wordscanhelp.co.uk

BEREAVEMENT. GRIEVING or MOURNING the LOSS OF A LOVED ONE. DEPRESSION from GRIEVING. How long should we grieve? Will we cope with GRIEF? How do we cope with GRIEF?.

IS THERE AN ANSWER TO THESE QUESTIONS?

Well, yes, there is. I have my answer and others have their answer, Which answer is right? None of them, because there is no one answer that fits all, we are all different so we must find our own way.

It upset me to read a website that suggested that it was right to grieve after the loss of a loved one for ever, maybe there are some folk that wish to do so, that is their decision, but encouraging that course, in my opinion, is wrong.

It is the most natural thing in the world to grieve over your loss, but, you are still alive and life must be lived. Of course your life has changed, of course everything will now be different, how could it not be.

Your loved one is still with you, not in a form that you will recognise, but within your memory, you will never forget. That memory of all the love that they gave you, all the things that they did for you, the things that you shared together, the good times and the bad times, these memories will remain until the day that you die, as inevitably, we all must, and, possibly, leave behind someone that is grieving for our passing.

Let us consider our own passing, would you wish that those that are left behind should devote their lives to your memory, maybe to the extent of giving up living their own lives, to be miserable, perhaps becoming depressed and the terrible consequences that can follow deep depression. Of course you would not.

Would your lost loved one wish you to be like that?

There will be a period of time when you will not want to be a part of the world, when you will not want to move on, and I am sure that is right. You will live in your own world and eventually notice that your actions, thoughts and ways are alien to the you that you used to know, that is very normal_ see My Story_and you will start to make decisions about your future life.

Don’t grieve for ever just because of what some others may think is right, unfortunately their are some that have made an industry out of the grieving of others. “Wordscanhelp” does want you to move on, believes that when the time is right for you, you should move on. Believes that your loved one would want you to move on.

Note. I am not a trained counsellor, I write what I believe to be right based on a personal experience of bereavement and speaking with others. I am not a believer in the after life but I do believe, should there be a God he/she would not be offended by my beliefs.
]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/17/is-there-an-answer.html#comments Just for the Golfers. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/just-for-the-golfers.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/just-for-the-golfers.html#comments Mon, 07 Apr 2008 08:12:34 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/just-for-the-golfers.html     It was a sunny morning, a little before 8 AM, on  the  first hole of a busy course, and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my  upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the club house...  
 
It was a sunny morning, a little before 8 AM, on  the  first hole of a busy course, and I was beginning my pre-shot routine, visualizing my  upcoming shot when a piercing voice came over the club house loud speaker, 
 
'Would the gentleman on the woman's tee please back up to the men's 
tee please!' 
 
I could feel every eye on the course looking at me. 
 
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the
interruption. 
Again the announcement, 'Would the man on the woman's tee please back 
up to the men's tee please!' 
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more the 
man, yelled, 'Would the man on the woman's tee please back up to the 
men's tee please!' 
 
 
I finally stopped, turned, cupped my hands and shouted back.... 
'Would the a**hole with the microphone kindly keep quiet and let me 
play my second shot!
]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/just-for-the-golfers.html#comments BLOG SITES. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/blog-sites.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/blog-sites.html#comments Mon, 07 Apr 2008 07:24:43 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/blog-sites.html    Beautifully summed up by the poet Marian Barker are these words that say why we "blog".The Web.At opposite sides of the worldwide webWith delicate threads betweenBinding hearts and lives of thoseThat we have never seenA silken cord...  

 Beautifully summed up by the poet Marian Barker are these words that say why we "blog".

The Web.
At opposite sides of the worldwide web
With delicate threads between
Binding hearts and lives of those
That we have never seen
A silken cord encircles all
And keeps us closely bound
Not trapped but willing captives
The whole wide world around.

 

©Marian Barker

web

More of Marian Barker's poems can be found at,

http://mypoetry.blog.co.uk/

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/04/07/blog-sites.html#comments WeatherSeal. Never Deal. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/03/08/weatherseal-never-deal.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/03/08/weatherseal-never-deal.html#comments Sat, 08 Mar 2008 07:34:59 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/03/08/weatherseal-never-deal.html   You visit your newsagent with your 45p ready in your hand to buy your daily paper and you are told, "That will be £10. today, but, as we have a special offer it is only £5.""Oh, you think that is too dear do you? Well, buy it right now and...  
You visit your newsagent with your 45p ready in your hand to buy your daily paper and you are told, "That will be £10. today, but, as we have a special offer it is only £5."

"Oh, you think that is too dear do you? Well, buy it right now and the cost will be, best we can do, £2."

"OK, I have the editor on the 'phone, his special offer is £1."

No, that is not the way to sell papers, it's not the way to sell anything.


"Best price for eight double glazed windows supplied and fitted please Mr WeatherSeal representative" I say.

"£14.900." he says.

"Do I look daft?"  I ask.

"£9.700" says he.

"Far too expensive" says I.

"£6.500." Managers special offer just for today.

"Good bye" I said.

It was maybe unfortunate that he was accompanied by a young man that had just joined the company that day and starting his career as a salesman.

With a deduction of, so far, £8.400 just how much profit do this company hope to get from us mugs?
]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/03/08/weatherseal-never-deal.html#comments Interesting lines. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/12/interesting-lines.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/12/interesting-lines.html#comments Sat, 12 Jan 2008 16:04:02 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/12/interesting-lines.html Interesting lines. A few lines from, “Not Dead Enough” a book by Peter James, http://www.peterjames.com available from Pan Books, http://www.panmacmillan.com Cleo telephones her friend Millie, Millie says, “You’re a bloody idiot, Cleo.... Interesting lines.

A few lines from, “Not Dead Enough” a book by Peter James, http://www.peterjames.com available from Pan Books, http://www.panmacmillan.com


Cleo telephones her friend Millie, Millie says,



“You’re a bloody idiot, Cleo. What do you expect him to do? What would you do in that situation?
“He lied to me”
“All men lie. That’s how they operate. If you want a long term relationship with a man, you’ve got to understand it’s going to be with a liar. It’s in their nature - it’s generic, it’s a bloody Darwinian acquired characteristic for survival, OK? They tell you what they want you to hear”
“Great”
“Yep, well, it’s true. Women lie too, in different ways. I’ve lied about most of the orgasms Robert ever thinks I’ve had.”
“Dosen’t seem much of a basis to build a relationship on, lies”
“I’m not saying it’s all lies - I’m saying that if you are looking for perfection, Cleo, your going to end up alone”.

 



 

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/12/interesting-lines.html#comments My Story. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/07/my-story.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/07/my-story.html#comments Mon, 07 Jan 2008 08:25:53 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/07/my-story.html This is my story.I will start in August 2002 Forty years married, normal ups and downs of everyday life that you would expect from bringing up three sons. Life had never been very easy, but, neither had it been very hard. just a normal life and my... This is my story.
I will start in August 2002

Forty years married, normal ups and downs of everyday life that you would expect from bringing up three sons. Life had never been very easy, but, neither had it been very hard. just a normal life and my wife and I were very content.

The boys had moved on, all, with their wives, buying their own house, all in full time work, and there are six grand children. Life was good, and we never asked for "great". There is a smudge on the horizon and it is moving in quickly. This month I arrive at my sixty fifth year.

Its o.k., we own our house, no mortgage to pay, get a part time job, just to buy the little extras, we can still look forward to our days out, garden centres, seaside, etc, Saturday evenings at the "karaoke", with the family if they can get the baby sitter, the weekend dinner at a small restaurant, and of course, our large garden that we have looked after for thirty years. Yes, retirement will be good.

The garden in particular was our place. We both selected the plants and shrubs, a long drawn out selection process, but generally we agreed on the new acquisition, then the visit to the coffee shop and on the way out, a small pack of "tablet" for the journey home. I was the gardener, Sarah, my wife, was the labourer. I cut the hedges, and Sarah picked up the clippings. Sarah did the weeding, Sarah swept the paths. I planted the new shrubs, and cut the grass. Sarah picked up the grass.

We bought a seat and sited it exactly where it would be in the evening sun, we joked about putting a plaque on it, "To spend our later days". We never did that.20 On several occasions, on arriving home from work, Sarah's first words were, somebody knocked on the door to say how lovely the garden looked.

Fridays, home from work, cup of tea, and off to the supermarket. A very normal, and, necessary thing to do, but I enjoyed doing it. We were together. On the way home collect the "fish and chips" for dinner.

As I have said, life was good. But the most important thing was that we were content with each other. I did have some little worries as I was well aware that we would be spending a lot more time together, I had heard stories about other couples finding themselves in this new situation and the home becoming a "battle ground". We had talked about this and decided that the small bedroom would be my "retreat" for hobbies, painting etc. We had planned for my retirement.

Two weeks before my retirement the bad news came. Sarah had been attending the hospital with a problem, this is not the place to go in to details, but that "problem" became, out of the blue, confirmation of cancer. Thirty sessions of chemotherapy culminated in that October meeting with the consultant and the news "six months at most".

As you have chosen to read this story I can only guess that you have been in a similar situation, or, that you know of some one that is close to you, be it, family, friends or even a neighbour who is at this time in the same situation. and I do not wish to write in any great detail of the obvious shock that the consultants words caused. It was Sarah that said, "Christmas is getting close, we had better start planning".

Early in February Sarah passed away. She had spent a week in a Hospice but, with the support of the local staff at the health centre, Sarah was in a borrowed hospital bed in her own house when the end came.

Continued on, http://www.wordscanhelp.co.uk/index.php?P=mystory

On the website, non-commercial and with no advertisements, can be found the rest of "My Story", my experience of the weeks that followed my loss, and written, hopefully to help others in that same situation.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2008/01/07/my-story.html#comments It's a joke. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/30/it-s-a-joke.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/30/it-s-a-joke.html#comments Sun, 30 Dec 2007 16:03:43 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/30/it-s-a-joke.html A Scotsman is walking through a field one afternoon when he sees a man using his hand to scoop water from a pool into his mouth. The Scotsman shouts 'Haw, dinnae swally thon watter, it's fu o' coo's keech' (Don't drink the water, it's full of cow's... A Scotsman is walking through a field one afternoon when he sees a man using his hand to scoop water from a pool into his mouth. The Scotsman shouts 'Haw, dinnae swally thon watter, it's fu o' coo's keech' (Don't drink the water, it's full of cow's excrement).

The man shouts back 'I'm English, speak English, I don't understand you!'.


The Scotsman then shouts back 'Use both hands, you'll get more in'.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/30/it-s-a-joke.html#comments Alone? http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/25/alone.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/25/alone.html#comments Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:55:18 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/25/alone.html Are you alone? I am, by circumstances and choice. I am alone but not lonely. I have three sons, three daughters in law and six grand children, I visited them this morning, handed over presents, and received some, all of them are in good health,... Are you alone? I am, by circumstances and choice. I am alone but not lonely.

I have three sons, three daughters in law and six grand children, I visited them this morning, handed over presents, and received some, all of them are in good health, happy and contented, I am so proud of them all.

I would have been with my lady friend but, she, with my blessings, is visiting her sister in law who lives alone and has just completed her chemotherapy, those are the circumstances. All three of my sons invited me for dinner, it was my choice to say thanks but no.

I am not good at “doing” Christmas since my wife died in 2003 after 40 years together, yes I have “moved on”, I have closed that little door in my memory as you must eventually do, but, at Christmas, I can open it again for a while, not to make me sad but to remember the good things that happened and on my own I can be at peace with the world.

My thoughts in particular go to all those that are facing up to the first Christmas after the loss of a loved one, I know this will be a time of pain, tears, regrets and anger, it is normal and natural, it was a part of your life that has ended, all of these feelings will diminish over a period of time and you will be able to start the new part of your life, I know that you will never forget, and, will be able to open the door to that part of your life when you wish to.

As we go into another new year, may you find peace.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/12/25/alone.html#comments Three "R"s? No, time for four. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/23/three-r-s-no-time-for-four.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/23/three-r-s-no-time-for-four.html#comments Fri, 23 Nov 2007 04:39:20 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/23/three-r-s-no-time-for-four.html   Inflation seems to be everywhere, maybe it's time that the three Rs, 'reading, 'riting and 'rithmatic became four Rs. Unfortunately it appears that in the main parents today do not teach their offspring the "R" that is so very important. R...  

Inflation seems to be everywhere, maybe it's time that the three Rs, 'reading, 'riting and 'rithmatic became four Rs.

Unfortunately it appears that in the main parents today do not teach their offspring the "R" that is so very important. R for RESPECT.

Respect for other races, other religions, the environment, those in authority positions. Respect for parents, neighbours, and other persons possessions. Respect for politicians, policemen, judges, etc, etc.

Of course, it's up to those that hold these positions to act in a way that will earn the respect of the young.

Will they? Can they?

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/23/three-r-s-no-time-for-four.html#comments Help after loss. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/09/help-after-loss.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/09/help-after-loss.html#comments Fri, 09 Nov 2007 06:46:49 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/09/help-after-loss.html Depression during the grieving period following bereavement is not always helped by pills or potions prescribed by your medical doctor. I believe that this "depression" can be better helped by understanding that you are not alone, that your symptoms... Depression during the grieving period following bereavement is not always helped by pills or potions prescribed by your medical doctor.

I believe that this "depression" can be better helped by understanding that you are not alone, that your symptoms are the same, or, very similar to all those travelling through this "moving on" period.

You have now entered a period of your life that you have never experienced before, the answers are not secrets, it's just that you have never needed to ask the questions before.

It is my belief that you must share what is on your mind, words do help, sharing with other family members, a minister, priest, padre, etc, your doctor, or, a counsellor, all of these may help, but it is often difficult to make that first contact.

Words can be written down on paper, or, there are forums that you can find on the inter-net, you may be helping yourself by reading the posts of others, or, helping others that may read your posts, you will know that you are not alone.

The website, www.wordscanhelp.co.uk has been written to attempt to help in this period of grieving, and, hopes to help family and friends in the understanding of this grieving period. The site is non-commercial and without advertising. ]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/11/09/help-after-loss.html#comments BBC Strike? So what. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/10/23/bbc-strike-so-what.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/10/23/bbc-strike-so-what.html#comments Tue, 23 Oct 2007 08:56:13 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/10/23/bbc-strike-so-what.html So, the employees of the BBC are going on strike, so what, the only losers will be themselves in their pay packet, viewers and listeners have all the alternative stations that they need. The BBC is top heavy with waste, cut it out and reduce the... So, the employees of the BBC are going on strike, so what, the only losers will be themselves in their pay packet, viewers and listeners have all the alternative stations that they need.

The BBC is top heavy with waste, cut it out and reduce the cost of the licence. We don't need very expensive employees to sit and chat with those that only turn up to promote their latest book or film, we don't need programmes on cooking, gardening, DIY, quizzes or dancing, there are plenty of other places to find those.

My digital television channel guide tells me that there are 15 BBC television channels and 14 radio channels! Why?

It's the BBC, the first word is British, for the people in Britain, why special programmes for those living in Scotland, Wales, N. Ireland, we are all British, our first language is English. Can anybody explain why there is a BBC Asian Network? or a World Service?

How about just two television channels, that will give them 48 hours to fill with fair and honest reporting on events that concern the British, give us programmes that other channels will not show due to their requirements of audience size and advertising.

Four radio stations are enough, Modern Music, Popular/easy listening music,Currant Affairs/Talk/News and Comedy, and Classical Music and drama.

I'm sorry BBC employees, you made hay while the sun shone for you, we have all read of the extravagant travel costs, taxi usage, personal expenses etc of the staff employed by the BBC, nothing lasts for ever, get on with your jobs, say good-bye to those that have to go, because quite frankly, I don't care.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/10/23/bbc-strike-so-what.html#comments Now you've blown it. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/24/now-you-ve-blown-it.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/24/now-you-ve-blown-it.html#comments Mon, 24 Sep 2007 05:29:53 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/24/now-you-ve-blown-it.html What a mess the U.K. Labour Party have got themselves into.  They have lost their trump card. Prime Minister Brown can't blame the last Government, he was part of it, Chancellor Darling can't blame the last Chancellor, he's his boss. Now... What a mess the U.K. Labour Party have got themselves into.  They have lost their trump card.

Prime Minister Brown can't blame the last Government, he was part of it, Chancellor Darling can't blame the last Chancellor, he's his boss.

Now it gets interesting.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/24/now-you-ve-blown-it.html#comments On or Off Form. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/23/on-or-off-form.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/23/on-or-off-form.html#comments Sun, 23 Sep 2007 07:49:59 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/23/on-or-off-form.html If I never hear it again it will be too soon. What? The excuses put out by managers and others regarding their star players, “He’s out of form at the moment”. They are talking here about sportsmen that are supposed to be the best, the top in... If I never hear it again it will be too soon. What? The excuses put out by managers and others regarding their star players, “He’s out of form at the moment”. They are talking here about sportsmen that are supposed to be the best, the top in their field, men who are being paid phenomenal amounts of money to do what is their job.

Consider the bus driver with sixty passengers on board, the train driver, the truck driver, firemen, policemen, doctors, nurses, and the 1.001 other jobs, vastly underpaid by comparison, their “out of form” can cause death. I managed a business, like other workers I had to be “in form” every day, not just a couple of times a week.

“Sorry Boss, I was of form today”. “That's ok, now you can go OFF and see what you can get at the Job Centre”.

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/23/on-or-off-form.html#comments The Neighbours. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/the-neighbours.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/the-neighbours.html#comments Thu, 06 Sep 2007 15:09:19 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/the-neighbours.html We have a huge council house in our street.The extended family is run by a grumpy old woman with a pack of fierce dogs.Her car isn't taxed or insured, and doesn't even have a number plate, but the police still do nothing.Her bad tempered old man is... We have a huge council house in our street.
The extended family is run by a grumpy old woman with a pack of fierce dogs.
Her car isn't taxed or insured, and doesn't even have a number plate, but the police still do nothing.
Her bad tempered old man is famous for upsetting foreigners with
racist comments.
A shopkeeper blames him for ordering the murder of his son and his son's girlfriend, but nothing has been proved yet.
All their kids have broken marriages except the youngest, who everyone thought was gay.
Two grandsons are meant to be in the Army but are always seen out in nightclubs.
The family's odd antics are always in the papers.
They are out of control...
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Honestly - who'd live near Windsor Castle? :)]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/the-neighbours.html#comments Attention all naturists. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/attention-all-naturists.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/attention-all-naturists.html#comments Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:57:25 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/attention-all-naturists.html Attention all naturists. Sorry, I meant naturalists, that title was only to grab more attention, but, thinking about it, naturists must have this problem and possibly can help. My lady friend, Hazel, is scared of wasps. I know that this is not... Attention all naturists.

Sorry, I meant naturalists, that title was only to grab more attention, but, thinking about it, naturists must have this problem and possibly can help.

My lady friend, Hazel, is scared of wasps. I know that this is not unusual, most ladies are, and for that matter, many blokes.

Probably one of the funniest sights that I have ever seen was on Brighton sea front, this outrageously gay fella was being chased by a wasp, probably attracted by the dress that he was wearing, I don’t mean dress as in ladies dress, but his outfit of bright yellow shirt and purple trousers, red shoes and white flat cap, when he eventually escaped his attacker, we, the onlookers, wiped the tears of laughter from our eyes and gave him a round of applause.

Anyway, back to the wasps. I bought Hazel one of those glass thingies, you put sugary water inside, hang it up, and the wasps climb in through the hole at the bottom, they fly around inside until they get dizzy, drop in to the water and drown. ( This is a lot cheaper than allowing them to decide to make their home in your house and then paying out £40 to have them taken away )

Haze says, “It’s unkind to the wasps”, I say, “What do you want me to do, hire a sniper from the SAS and shoot them?”

O.K. friends and visitors, help me please, What are wasps for? Do they do anything to help mankind? Should I be killing them? Is there a better way?

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/attention-all-naturists.html#comments September Sadness. by Marian Barker. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/september-sadness-by-marian-barker.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/september-sadness-by-marian-barker.html#comments Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:51:42 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/september-sadness-by-marian-barker.html I have mentioned Marian Barker before on this blog, a quite brilliant poet that has never been published, I really don't know why.  By permission taken from the blog, September and me.  Once again there's that tell-tale nip in the air... I have mentioned Marian Barker before on this blog, a quite brilliant poet that has never been published, I really don't know why.

 By permission taken from the blog, September and me.

 Once again there's that tell-tale nip in the air and that certain feel about September. There was once for me a time when seasons just came and went. I accepted that spring followed winter, summer followed spring and autumn followed summer. The seasonal changes didn't bother me. Then one September many years ago my world fell apart and a period of great sadness followed. For many years afterwards I was acutely aware of the change that September brought and in September 1994 I penned these words:

September Sadness

Melancholy month when morning dew
Hangs like the tears I cried over you
Misty-eyed mornings stirring anew
Feelings thought hidden brought clearly to view.

Sad, sad September you’ve come round once again
The hurt is still hurting, the pain is still pain
Why does my heartache and heartbreak remain?
Will my life ever be complete once again?

Green leaves are turning, beginning to die
They will fall to the ground like the tears I now cry
There’s a chill in my heart even though I do try
To forget that sad year when we both said goodbye.

September release me, please let me be free
Of these feelings of sadness of things not to be
Let me bask in the sunshine, let me bathe in the sea
Give me a purpose, a reason, a new happier me.

Shed no tears for September, no more autumn rain
Shed no tears for the past for there’s nothing to gain.

©Marian Barker

You can visit to view further work by Marian at,  http://mypoetry.blog.co.uk/

]]> http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/september-sadness-by-marian-barker.html#comments Help whilst grieving. http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/help-whilst-grieving.html http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/help-whilst-grieving.html#comments Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:40:18 +0000 http://teedeedeeblog.bloghi.com/2007/09/06/help-whilst-grieving.html THERE IS NO SECRET TO THE ANSWER FOR THE FEELINGS OF LOSING SOMEONE,  THE PROBLEM IS THAT THE ANSWER IS THE SECRET. AND THE ANSWER IS ONLY SECRET BECAUSE WE HAVE NEVER NEEDED TO ASK THE QUESTION UP UNTIL NOW.  "WORDSCANHELP"  is a... THERE IS NO SECRET TO THE ANSWER FOR THE FEELINGS OF LOSING SOMEONE,  THE PROBLEM IS THAT THE ANSWER IS THE SECRET.

AND THE ANSWER IS ONLY SECRET BECAUSE WE HAVE NEVER NEEDED TO ASK THE QUESTION UP UNTIL NOW.

 "WORDSCANHELP"  is a free to use web site, and we will not ask you for any personal information. However, you must sign up to use the message board, and be able to share your thoughts, again however, no personal information is required.

This is a non-commercial site that has no advertising, nothing to sell and nothing to buy.

The loss of a loved one, even if you knew it was coming, causes grief and pain, and there is no answer to the feelings that you have, you must, and you will want to, live with these for a while, and the grief and feelings fade into the back of your mind.

It is at this point when the feelings that you now have are starting. Many, many little things, that without you realising, are building up within yourself.

Read "MY STORY" at,  www.wordscanhelp.co.uk    IT MAY HELP.

 

 

 

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