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My Winters Tale

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  1. Zan's Zone is Now on Facebook

    07/01/09 06:29:46 | 1 Comments

    If you have a facebook account and would like to see updates from all over the Zone in your facebook stream then please do come over and click to become a fan.

    The idea is to save having to chase up new updates from all over the place.

    The new Zone Page is still being updated so please bare with me while I figure out how to add all feeds. In the beginning you might find double ups of posts as I fumble my way around but that will soon iron it's self out.

    Zan's Zone Facebook
  2. Bloody Pension Service

    06/21/09 17:50:54 | 7 Comments

    Ok, the government pension is my right. It's not something that I am claiming. It's a pension that I have paid in for all my life. It's a set amount that I am entitled to. Even if I'm continuing to work, I am still entitled to my pension. No if, but, or maybe. It's my money. So please tell me how the heck it can be stopped being paid to me.

    On Monday the 8th of June I checked my bank account only to find that my pension had not been paid in. No worries it would surely be there the next day. Even though that Monday was not a bank holiday so the money should have gone in on time.

    On checking again on the Tuesday, and I might add on the Wednesday, still no pension. So on the blower I got and asked why. No one knew why it hadn't been paid, but I was assured that it would be in my bank within 3 days.

    The following Monday I checked again, and bugger me if not only the previous Monday's money wasn't there but also no sign of that Monday (15th) either. So back on the dog and bone and was given the same spiel that both weeks would be with me in 3 days. Still no sign of any money up to last night 21st.

    Now today, Monday the 22nd, baring in mind that I am now due 3 weeks up to and including today, I checked my bank account to find that 2 weeks have been paid in. This means that someone did sort it out my money from my phone call of last Monday, but only sorted out the 2 weeks I was questioning up to that point. It means that they still haven't got the regular payments sorted.

    I am now going to have to ring them again, spending my time and money trying to get this weeks payment sorted.

    I am sure that if their wages weren't paid on time the DWP would be out on strike in a flash.


  3. The Horror of Being off Line

    06/10/09 04:44:49 | 6 Comments

    On Tuesday May 26th my web card, which I now know is the equivalent of what we call in Britain, a dongle, decided to pack up on me. I rushed it into the shop for repair or replacement and was told it would take 14 working days, (3 weeks). Horror of horrors.

    My Sarah having just moved was, and still is, having trouble getting broadband wireless installed due to the fact that she now lives in the New Forest.

    Having broken my ribs a couple of weeks before, I was staying with her so that I could be waited on and looked after. The frustration of having the whole family with no Internet has been horrendous. Then yesterday I was looking through the Argos catalogue and discover that there is now such a thing as a pay as you go web and walk dongle. The cost is £25 to set ones self up with one. Yesterday I bought one of these and it was a simple matter of replacing the pay as you go chip with my contract chip in order to get me up and running on the web again until my web and walk card is sent back to me.

    I have to say that this new dongle, although very slow is far more reliable than my usual web and walk card.

    While I have been MIA my Sarah has had to have 2 operations on her knee. The first op led to bleeding internally instead of getting better, but the 2nd op seems to have been successful. In the meantime Sarah's poor partner has been having to wait on both Sarah and myself hand and foot. It has been a terrible worry about Sarah and I can tell you that I wouldn't wish broken ribs on my worst enemy.

    My ribs now are healing fine. I am no longer in abject agony but instead now just feel a little bruised, unless I do something stupid like moving too quickly or bending up and down without holding tight to my diaphragm.

    My Sarah and family spent last weekend down in Cornwall from Friday to Monday and I was left dog sitting. Thank goodness Beverley (Niece) had taken the rabbits back to hers to look after so I didn't have them to worry about. I spend the weekend bored to tears. No Internet and no visitors.

    I had been lent the first 3 series of Enterprise on DVD so I spent the whole four days catching up on those. I had only seen a few of whole of those series due to the fact that when they came to British TV my Sarah and girls moved in with me and I had big complaints when I tried to watch them on TV. Being able to sit and watch so many episodes on DVD one after the other was brilliant. I have to sadly admit that I am a Trekkie.

    I did have some thoughts on a new profile and board skin though while I have been out of action so I might find some time to put those thoughts into action soon.
  4. A Couple of Broken Ribs

    05/06/09 02:47:45 | 31 Comments

    I am typing this on wordpad at approximately 6.30pm Tuesday evening. As I type this I have no idea when I will be able to post it as I am sitting in my Daughters new house where her web access has not been connected yet and wont be until Thursday.

    The reason I am sitting here at Sarah's and not in my own home as I was up until 9pm last night, is because from 9pm until midnight last night I was up at the Accident and Emergency department of our local hospital. I left there doped up to the eyeballs on morphine and with the knowledge that I had a couple of cracked ribs. I am therefore spending this first few days with Sarah and Mark and when they return to work on Thursday I will staying with Beverley for a few days more.

    I would never have believed in a million years that someone could crack their ribs under the circumstances that I did mine.

    I literally leaned over the arm of my settee to pick something up that had been knocked off. As I leaned over and stretched to pick up that which I had dropped my ribs crunched into the sofa arm. The noise was tremendous and the pain was excruciating. I guessed instantly that at least one rib was broken if not more.

    I waited for a while to see if the pain would subside before I phoned Sarah to tell her that I had, had a stupid accident. Of course her and Mark were with me in minutes and we were on our way to the hospital.

    They first checked that I had enough oxygen running around my system and then they gave me an ECG. Of course I questioned the ECG, for crying out loud. I wasn't having a heart attack I'd hurt my bloody ribs. But seemingly if one goes into A & E with any sort of chest pain they have to give an ECG. But at least I know there is nought wrong with my heart, lol.

    I am going to shortly try to get a signal with my mobile connection so that I can post this so that everyone wont wonder why I have disappeared, but I don't hold up much hope of getting a signal here where Sarah is now living. But here goes.

    10.46am Wednesday

    Managed to get a signal so quickly posting this.
  5. Busy, Busy, Busy

    04/25/09 03:29:55 | 5 Comments

    This week has been a really strange one as I have been pottering back and forth between home, my Nieces and my Daughters. Not really knowing which house I will decide to sleep in each day until virtually the last minute.

    My Sarah is moving on or around next weekend and of course there is a lot to do getting her all organised for that. On top of that she had to have a visit to the hospital for x-rays and MRI scans. This is for her knee. Many of us have hereditary "squidgy" knees, which cause us all problems in different degrees and Sarah in particular, but this present problem is because she has ripped/torn (whatever) her cartilage. She had the tests last night and is booked in for the op on the first knee on the 18th May, so she will be off of work for a couple of weeks after.

    We went back to our signing classes last Wednesday, the first after the Easter hols, and I swear my brain had been emptied at some point during the previous 2 weeks. I could remember nothing of what I have learnt and couldn't retain anything new we were covering that day.

    But.................. Whilst staying with Beverley her next door neighbour, Pippa, popped in for a cup of tea. Now Pippa is deaf and is coming to the end of her 2nd year of signing, as I am coming to the end of my 1st year. She stayed for a late breakfast with us and her and I managed to get some serious signing in while Beverley pottered out the kitchen.

    After signing with Pippa for almost 2 hours I was thrilled to realise that I actually know far more than I gave myself credit for. On top of that Pippa has invited me to go visit her next Wednesday morning for a couple of hours for another signing session. My class will be on the Wednesday evening so I should be nice and hyped up with a busy brain for that class and not the soggy slug I was for last week's group.

    I really need to sort out getting a place for the "Pre Level 2" course which runs through the summer for 8 weeks. Although it's not a requirement for continuing into level 2, I feel that it's very important to keep ones hand in, so to speak, through the long summer break before level 2 starts in September. It also prepares us for the different way of teaching for level 2.

    With level 2 there is no talking, or as little actual talking as possible. It will be all signing. During the first year we have concentrated building up a vocabulary and the short sentences needed to scrape through in order to communicate with the deaf. I suppose one could liken it to having a holiday language. Level 2 is all about far more in depth communication. At the end of level 2 one is qualified to teach level 1 and to also work professionally with the deaf. For the majority of people this is as far as they go with learning the language as Level 3 is more for training as interpreters and for teaching Level 2.

    At this point I will of course be doing Level 2 but wont decide on Level 3 until far nearer the time as that will depend on finances and location of where the course will be held. As fewer people go onto Level 3 it isn't always possible to find a class in ones own area as the amount of classes held around the country are less. But we shall see.

    On a side note. my smoking, or lack thereof, is coming along nicely. I am now down to 6 cigarettes a day leading up to a quit day of May 1st. Fingers crossed that works out for me and I am finally able to kick old Nic O'Tine in the butt. If you wish to have a read of my Smoking Blog then please make your way to http://kick-the-habit.u.yuku.com/blog/view


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