Hello to the United Kingdom, India, the US, France, Mexico,
South Africa, Indonesia, Kuwait, New Zealand and Portugal. Those are the top
ten countries who have viewed my blog page today. For all those who are just under
the top ten, you are so important, just my stats only read so many per day.
Since I started writing my blog page, we have had over one
hundred and twenty one views, in fact I think we may have topped 122,000
It’s incredible.
Hub in the bath after a day in the office. Teen in bed after
a day at work and gym, my dogs are absolutely hilarious. Why? This is how
clever they are… Little Waggatail brought me her Kong toy what you fill with
treats. I took no notice as she laid it on my lap top as I was typing. I should
have left in what she wrote, I’m sure it would have made sense somewhere around
the world? Haha. Because Mummy wasn’t getting up as she clicked her fingers, or
her equivalent, she brought a second toy. This one was a bone with holes in
each end to again, put treats in. Again, I took no notice, but this time,
rather than putting it on my lap top, she laid it ever so gently on the other
toy that I had placed on the sofa next to me. Then after she sat and waited so
patiently, she brought me a third toy, this one was one I bought them for
Christmas, again a vessel to put biscuits in… Now, she laid that perfectly on top
of the other two. There is a ring, a cuddly toy and a very odd tire like thing
with a huge ball bearing that rattles laying there to name a few, but she
brought me all the toys you fill with food, haha. This is right after her
dinner. Typical Labrador.
Oh it’s eight and Hub just came from the bath, and guess
what we are watching on the TV? Blooming football. I’m not friends with
football. Not after the French English and shameful Russian saga. Honestly,
firstly, how come everyone is talking about the thugs, OK, they are pure scum
but what about the fact that all of those Russian thugs obviously lacking in intelligence
were able to put scarfs across their faces without anyone from authorities seeing
and acting upon? Never mind talking about how they got a rocket flame thrower
into the stadium? Shocking. And the Russian sports minister coming out with
absolute ***** about how Russians will fight, I mean, how flipping irresponsible?
As for Putin, I didn’t expect he would have anything helpful to say, but for
goodness sake, come on, be a man, show some respect and tell the thugs they are
in the wrong? By not saying anything makes you look as if you are advocating
such behaviour. If it were up to me, I would work hard to find such people and
remove their passports. Come on Russia, you had no difficulties doing this when
I used to travel to Russia many years ago. We used to go for a drive in the
country side to visit our favourite restaurant, and we would be stopped by
soldiers and questioned for ages. Each visit the hotel would remove our
passports and we would get them sometimes ten days later. Get them back to
Russia remove their passports and deal with them. This is so sad for the
genuine Russian people who are there to enjoy football. Sadly, you Russians are
suffering because of some skumbags. But I still want to say why is no one asking
about the security?
OK, enough my blood pressure is building up. I just remember
the good old days of my visits to Russia. The days when the majority of people
were good kind and would give you their last slice of bread, now we live in a
world of so called New Russians who know nothing of the struggles the old
Russians went through and as for the older people who sadly no longer have thoughts
of those days, perhaps they choose to forget, and they now are living the life
only they once could have dreamt of. But really, is this life better? No, I
doubt it, OK you have your designer clothes now, you have your diamonds and luxury
holidays you are no longer repressed stuck in a two roomed flat along with
seven of your family members, as now you have houses big enough to have a ball,
and not a football, but a dance in there. But where is the goodness, the good
people? Your neighbour will as soon stab you in the back where as before, they
would bring you their fruit and veg from their little country dacha’s where
wooden houses stood with honest spirits surrounding them and the smoke from the
logs would have been chopped down by possibly Babushka’s cutting at tall white
berioska trees with loaned axe’s shared between neighbours when the word
neighbours actually meant something.
When I visited Russia, it had such a feel about it. I always
used to stick up for Russia, and disliked people who painted all Russian people
with the same brush. But with the latest goings on Russia are not coming
forward to condone the badness that is going on.
Today my left eye is killing. It’s being pulled out and
someone is kicking it with pointy shoes. I feel like there is hot blood flowing
fast behind it. And in my right eye, there are white flashing lights floating
across it. As I sit here, I’m typing thanking my old brute of a school typing
teacher that she put me through the hell that she did each Thursday afternoon.
Without her teaching, I wouldn’t be able to write now, you can use dictation on
some things, but to write a blog using dictation would be a challenge,
especially with my Geordie accent. Smile…
Earlier today I was listening to the radio they were talking
about the new forms we are to fill in called Employment support allowance and
the PIP forms. Gosh I wrote about such forms, we have to prove we are blind how
blind are we and explain why we can’t use pen and paper for example. For
someone like my Husband who was born blind, I think this is a disgrace. Talk
about rubbing salt in the wound? Humiliate people who are blind why don’t you?
I had a form to fill in it was twenty pages and no way they would help me to
fill it in over the phone.
My Husband is lucky, he is in employment, but to get a job
when you are blind is so difficult. You have to get an interviewer who will see
past your disability and look into your brain, but even then, it has to be a
job you can do if you are sighted with your eyes closed. Can you the reader imagine
that? Close your eyes and think what job could you do? There are loads my
Husband has been a boss for many years, used to work internationally worked in
our Parliament and at schools all over the world, but he went to university, he
has top exam results and three degrees as well as a Masters in business, even
so, he can’t just walk into any job because most employers are not willing to
give people like my Husband a chance to prove. And if they did, the employers would
see that we are the best people to employ if we meet your criteria, as I have said
before, it takes a lot for us to find our way to where we need to work, the
rout and so on, then finding our way around the office school wherever we work,
once we have done this, it becomes like our house and we know the way around
but we do not want to have to look for a different job because we would have
all of that stress again. Also we always are trying to prove that we can do it.
We are capable of doing this job as good if not better than sighted people, so
why not just give us a chance? I’m not asking for you to give us all jobs, only
if we tick every box. As an employer, come on, be honest, if you have two
people you have short listed for the job, one is with sight, the other not. You
will p pick the sighted person, you know you will, but why? Ask yourself why?
I have friends who can not find employment, and they are so
clever so able to work. I know that I can do certain things but I doubt I will
ever find anyone who will give me a chance. We face discrimination daily I just
hope that one person is reading this blog who will think about this next time
they may come across a blind person, or partially sighted. Don’t give us a job
because we are blind, give us a job because we are the best person for the position!
Oh sitting here I could just eat a big bar of chocolate.
What is it about night times when I want to eat? Answers on a post card? Dinner
tonight for the family, I made a chicken pie with roast potatoes and peas. Boy
wonder hasn’t had it yet, it’s now nine so I have been writing this for an hour
and Teen still in bed. He is going to the gym again at half nine. Second time
today. Half nine at night to the gym? I couldn’t be bothered but I think he is
going for his friend as he has already been once today, but his friend was at
work, and his friend needs teens support at the moment, so he has said he will
go again, though right now, I think he will want to stay in bed. Only trouble
is, he won’t sleep later. And he is up at seven for work again.
OK will go for now but before I do, something to think
about.
Forgive quickly, believe slowly, love truly, laugh loudly
and never avoid anything or anyone who makes you laugh. X
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