by goodlookingone » Mon Oct 15, 2018 12:30 am
Nice to catch up again, but you are reminding me that I haven't taken my p.m. pills.
Remind me: I have to go back to the apothecary in the Morning: Didn't have full measure on Friday so I have to go back with a "We owe you xxx pils" docket. The folly is, that since the nearest doc told me that "You do not exist" I have to go to a more distant one that does have my address from the borough's house existence. This only has a bus service of five buses a day on only 5 days a week. In an error of Shear stupidity, whilst waiting for the 'flu inoculation nurse (My second visit, they had insufficiently delivered numbers on my booked appoint), whilst waiting I went into their nearest apothecary, got on a long queue, which after half an hour I had to abandon to go back to nurse, which also was running late. Went back to the apothecary, and had to wait (until after the next homeward bound sparse bus had passed) to only get a part prescription.
I really must abandon all this and concentrate on insurer..
Oh, Bumped into local Councillor - now former Councillor - who was guiding me through complaint re address. He is now complying to my opinion that the solicitor I (and He) were wrong. He failed to get re-elected (I wonder if 420 households in this estate, and another number of subsiduary estates failed to get any Polling details?). He might try next year, or try for an "Independent MP". I did mention to him that I was the Presiding Officer who had to evict his colleague from my Polling Station at a Southend Vote. I am following "The Archers" as to how to get Pro Bono assistant. It was another MP (The boundary between Parliamentary polling is different to Council Polling) who has suggested to consider any insurance details and pro bono sphere of interests.
Goodnight - His Gingerness is shouting for food: Cat is a real Cockney alleycat wailer.... talking of which.. I am reminded of a real Cockney "Clients Man" I worked for (NHS). It seems that He is unwell which is a great shame as he was so easy to work with. His Brother (Who used his "Salt of the Earth" Commoner trait, as a pop singer) went and died earlier this month. Not that I met his Brother, but it is reminding me of how many good sound people have kicked their respective bucket).
Nice to catch up again, but you are reminding me that I haven't taken my p.m. pills.
Remind me: I have to go back to the apothecary in the Morning: Didn't have full measure on Friday so I have to go back with a "We owe you xxx pils" docket. The folly is, that since the nearest doc told me that "You do not exist" I have to go to a more distant one that [b]does[/b] have my address from the borough's house existence. This only has a bus service of five buses a day on only 5 days a week. In an error of Shear stupidity, whilst waiting for the 'flu inoculation nurse (My second visit, they had insufficiently delivered numbers on my booked appoint), whilst waiting I went into their nearest apothecary, got on a long queue, which after half an hour I had to abandon to go back to nurse, which also was running late. Went back to the apothecary, and had to wait (until after the next homeward bound sparse bus had passed) to only get a part prescription.
I really must abandon all this and concentrate on insurer..
Oh, Bumped into local Councillor - now former Councillor - who was guiding me through complaint re address. He is now complying to my opinion that the solicitor I (and He) were wrong. He failed to get re-elected (I wonder if 420 households in this estate, and another number of subsiduary estates failed to get any Polling details?). He might try next year, or try for an "Independent MP". I did mention to him that I was the Presiding Officer who had to evict his colleague from my Polling Station at a Southend Vote. I am following "The Archers" as to how to get [i]Pro Bono[/i] assistant. It was another MP (The boundary between Parliamentary polling is different to Council Polling) who has suggested to consider any insurance details and [i]pro bono[/i] sphere of interests.
Goodnight - His Gingerness is shouting for food: Cat is a real Cockney alleycat wailer.... talking of which.. I am reminded of a real Cockney "Clients Man" I worked for (NHS). It seems that He is unwell which is a great shame as he was so easy to work with. His Brother (Who used his "Salt of the Earth" Commoner trait, as a pop singer) went and died earlier this month. Not that I met his Brother, but it is reminding me of how many good sound people have kicked their respective bucket).