TGIS :-) Midsummer madness in Minehead

Yo Friday peops,

What an interesting experience Minehead was – rather ‘surreal’ all round really. We had sun though and I had my legs out for 3 whole days :-O

Day 1 – 12 miler – coastal walk – every time we stopped to let pretty Russian doctor catch up - which was every 10 yards - she lay down looking more and more like the colour of Borchst :-)
Needless to say pub time was curtailed - pity - as one of the Walk leaders provided great entertainment in the beer garden getting into some great positions to pick the tics out with his green gadget– it’s the season apparently – and you’re not a true rambler till you’ve had one burrow down, suck the blood out of you and drop off…….I’m sure I am in that case ;-)

Day 2 – Dunkery Hill – 12 miler – bit more sunshine – and Ken patiently waiting while I insisted we get group shot around a funny (well I thought it was..) signpost – after 10 attempts we finally got the ‘Hello’ magazine shot of the year – much to the annoyance of the rest of the group who were still reeling from the previous day’s lie down stops – not sure if Gideon did it deliberately but got a great shot of Ken - see below!

There were fireworks in the evening over the harbour which was nice – except for all the Chav families who had scaled the barbed wire of Butlitz and were roaming the streets – mind you - some of our gang were giving them a run for their money! Needless to say – as some of you know - my patience wore out and I returned with some quieter friends to the hotel bar….. then at bed time decided to put my ear plugs in cos of the revellers – so when the fire alarm went off at 3 in the morning due to some late night tit heads not able to hold their beer…I slept through it all :-/

Day 3 – Ken becomes a true rambler as he finds his first ever tic and Gideon extracts it with his green gadget.

Ken, Dawn, Rachel and I stayed over an extra night – Me and Rach’ at a nice cheap B & B and Ken & Dawn down the road in posh place with four poster at Porlock Weir. Us girlies decided to leave them in peace and paint the town red – first pub didn’t do food – BANK HOLIDAY MONDAY!? So off we went to the ‘Hairy Dog’ - found a nice quiet corner - gorgeous pasta platter (low fat of course) and window seat to watch the talent go by – there wasn’t any – but we had a giggle at the fuglies (being so attractive ourselves of course)….and weirdly the same odd couple passed us each day - obvious ramblers - he wore his ear warmers/bandana upside down with his ears sticking up at the side of his head like a Nick Parks 'Creature Comforts' polar bear styley - then as we chilled right behind Rachel the large TV screen lights up and is suddenly full of Portsmouth players and everyone is staring at me and Rachel – cringe….for all the wrong reasons….

So then it’s one of those decisions - do you wait till kick off and pee them off or leave now and be polite? I’ll leave you to guess what we did…..so we had a girlie giggly night while Ken & Dawnie enjoyed playing in their four poster :-)

Anyway it recharged the batteries enough for a nice short week at work – and today me and the old uns have been to the Garden Show and got a few treats – mine is amazingly colourful and Stella thinks it’s a hoot – boy have I got taste!!…. and more news on that next week

Hope you enjoy the rest of your weekend

Kim x

TGIF :-) Things can only get better.....

Yo Friday peops

Funny old fortnight – work has gone silly so phank phew for my evening texter and weekend buddies, who (I wouldn’t say….) keep me sane but maybe also keep me from tipping over the edge – which isn’t easy at the moment with my ‘new way of walking’…. My toe held out though in Stow with a 10 mile bimble last Sunday – didn’t moan quite as much as usual….but I’ve been to see my GP and will be ploughing through the old NHS processes now to see what they can do….Dad has been getting his money’s worth this week too – starting planning his radiotherapy for his bonce – his schnozzer is better too - and then poor old Uncle Bob down under in NZ – was just visiting but is now there for the duration - is making the most of the reciprocal Kiwi health arrangements – and we’re all thinking of him :-(

I’ve been wearing my gizmos (or for the posh – orthoses) and going for my sports massage – which is really no fun if you don’t do sports – the baby physio’ seems to get great pleasure – probably cos of all the dough he racks up in 15 minutes worth of torture…. Yesterday was my last session and he’s had to do something to my back – which is suffering quite badly at the moment – probably due to the new gizmos though I have been doing some humping and lumping – but I swear all the massage has suddenly turned my back into one of those rotund muffin-style hanging over my jeans teenage look!! I’m sure it wasn’t there before? Get this, he says I’m not normal……. he says no-one walks 10 miles a day…. Poor little sausage – I think to myself yes baby boy it will happen to you one day – you will become a rambler – I thought it wouldn’t happen to me but it just sneaks up….

Then….work…. every day just as I get my jacket on to leave work, someone has come in to ask a meaningful question, no kidding every day…. Last Friday was one of those typical ones where around 12pm we had another biggie where you have to drop everything – and I did – smiling (wincing…) and duly obliged – very difficult pulling stuff together in a rush and I don’t do that kind of stress very well – but pulled it off. Then I had to fudge do a presentation and that went down really well – so along with my orthoses raising me up I’m up floating at the mo….

So – off to Devon in a bit – picking Rachel up in my gangsta moll – got the wine and chocolate packed but haven’t a clue what I’m taking to wear…..Ken has been texting all week like an excited school boy and winding us both up – so methinks it’s going to be a cracking weekend cos it looks like we’re all ready to let off some steam.

Hope your bank holiday is a good un too….

Kim x

For those of you motoring off Numpty 1 shared some Viz tips -

MOTORISTS Always have a hot pie in your hands in heavy traffic. Each time the traffic grinds to a halt, just reach for the pie. The instant you place it to your lips the traffic begins to move. This works especially well with the molten lava apple turnovers from KFC.
Pat Jacks

Who remembers 'Heads, Shoulders, knees and toes....?

Or should that be nose?

Hi there Friday peops,

My body is falling apart…
But my daddy – the silly old fart,
Has made it his sole ambition,
to win this competition
So I trap a nerve between my toes
But he wins with a bloody great scab on his nose!

Yes – the competition is hotting up – I’ve been really fed up cos I have spent a small fortune these last few months getting new boots/insoles/socks/ energy fluids – anything to try and stop this excruciating pain in my feet – well, just my left foot – I read that once – fab book…..anyway nothing has worked until mum aka the ‘Oracle’ flicked through her pages of ‘self diagnosis and came up with a ‘Morton’s Neuroma’ – hey Heather, did you know you had a pain in the foot named after you!?

Anyway seems she’s right – and so have ended up having very painful physiotherapy from a lovely young thing on the local green, well in a shop off the green really…..and have another session planned for Wednesday. Daddy has a nasty infected hooter and is on antibiotics – and really feels rough – so between us we are two grumpy buggers!

I tried to cheer myself up when I was offered three free days on Dating Direct – I thought – go for it…. What a bloody waste it turned out to be! Free days my bottom! You could express your undying lust for someone but they couldn’t reply – and vice versa – until you coughed up £9 for a month! The only person who fancied me was Martin, who is a good mate – so when I contacted him directly by e-mail – he then tells me he’s just met someone and is hopeful it’ll work out – bloody good job I hung on to my pennies I say!!! Then I had the opportunity of setting my prospective love interests a quiz, so used some of their suggested standard questions…. and invented some of my own deep and meaningful ones, only to find that Dating Direct had a sense of humour failure and rejected my last question which was…. “What is the point of setting these questions, when I don’t know what your answers will be unless I cough up a tenner?”

Luckily I have some good mates who have kept my spirit (levels) up…..been to see Mama Mia with Alison – excellent ‘feel good’ film – will become a classic I reckon – still smiling now – very funny…. and laughter is the best medicine isn’t it? So on Saturday off I pop to an open air ‘Rock with Laughter’ concert at Ragley Hall with Jasper Carrott, rain, Lenny Henry, rain & Jo Brand – plus Elkie Brooks, (blimey she can hold a long note!), Bootleg Beatles, rain and the Manfreds with Sharpie and June – wasn’t rocking with laughter though when it took us an hour to get out of the grounds!! We had a great view of the stage - look at the pic!

The soggy weekend continued but became more luxurious……

I told everyone on Facebook I was looking forward to enjoying a date in a hot tub last night – and I did – it was a Sainsbury’s ‘Taste the Difference’ Medjool date – and very tasty it was too…..Numpty and I enjoyed them immensely - see the pics …at least you can rely on Sainsbury’s!

Sadly her hubby was having one of those hubby ‘sense of humour failures’ – I see them a lot – I think Portsmouth had lost…. I’m not sure that’s why all my friend’s hubby’s have a sense of humour failure – sometimes it’s for other reasons I think – or maybe they are all Portsmouth supporters?…..forever more they shall be known as that…. :-)

Anyway he failed to appreciate the time and effort we had taken in preparation - when we bravely and ceremoniously flashed opened our towels to proudly reveal our ‘Brazilians’ before we got in the hot tub……….OK – so see below for a pic of both our Brazilians - and maybe you too will have a sense of humour failure - bah humbug :-) as we both ceremoniously held them over our pubettes..... – well we thought it was funny….. I bet he’d be the sort to write that he had a GSOH in a ‘dating advert’ too :-D

Hope your week goes well……

Kimmie x

TGIF :-) 010808 More shady car park dealings.....

Hi Friday peops,

Had an ‘OK’ week – work busy but cakes finally coming to a slow down and back to normal rate so not quite so pooped. Last one for a while (Alan Shearer’s back) was handed over in the car park today – I’m surprised no-one has reported me yet for my shady car park dealings over the years! I shall miss Alan Shearer’s back – it’s the first time I’ve fallen in lust with a cake – all that massaging of his shoulders to get the ‘look’ right :-)

My funniest moment (funny now but not then) was years ago when I worked at City Hospital and my line manager Jacqui’s husband called me at work – had never met him but he knew I made cakes – aaaah OK….and wanted a surprise 40th cake for her – so after a few text exchanges we met in the one place we both knew because he lived the other side of Brum… pitch black…. car park of Penns Hall Hotel in Sutton Coldfield… did the usual boot opening and exchange of monies and off we both go – except I don’t - because I didn’t have the code for the exit barrier – so had to wait sheepishly until someone came along and released me!

I’ve had a bit of a guilt trip this week – once I’d started catching up on myself, I realised I had missed Claudia’s first birthday in New Zealand – felt awful - posted late card and pressie and e-mailed my apologies…. then felt so much better when Manda replied that she’d forgotten it too – only realised later that night when playing catch up with Rich - just as well Claudia was well chuffed with her weetabix that morning and Sam & Lucia singing her happy birthday! Promise I’ll try and do better next year!

Spent another shadowy moment but not so dark and mysterious this time..... shadowing a shift with one of our senior physioterrorists this week – she’s always great to spend time with, as her approach with all the clients and their partners and co. is a joy to watch. Her Odstock stimulators can improve peoples’ conditions – and it’s really great to see them walking out of the clinic with confidence after often stumbling through the door on their way in. One of the most rewarding clinics to boost you up… so when I also read this in Readers Digest in the bath that night it made me smile…..

Have a fab weekend – I’m off on a bimble on Sunday in Melbourne, Derbyshire – while Issie, Rob & gang are in another Melbourne down under - wonder who will have the better weather?

Kimmie x

…Sitting in the waiting area at an eye clinic, I could catch some of the conversation in the examining room.
An elderly lady was wheeled in for her appointment and I heard the doctor ask gently if she could read a card the nurse was holding up.
The woman did not respond.
“Can you see the letters on the card?”
No response.
“Can you see the letters the nurse is holding?”
No response.
“Can you see how many fingers the nurse is holding up?”
No response.
“CAN YOU SEE THE NURSE?”