Remove the skins from
the oven, fill them and put them back for another ten minutes as they are
already cooked remember as I boiled them.
I did green beans too
and then the meat alternatives.
My Son had his lunch
for dinner. He went out today to what I thought was the gym. Five hours later
he returned. He’d been for a meal with Sham. So, me making his lunch didn’t
help anyone. So, he ate it for his dinner. It was just cold pasta with spinach and
pine nuts. I did chop baby tomatoes with basil too. A light lunch. With the
potatoes I did for dinner and green beans, also veg chicken. Talk about two
meals in one?
I made a rhubarb
crumble too. Hub absolutely loved that. As he will love what our brother has
for him. A pot of crab. Or potted crab. Not sure what he meant, but he texts to
say he had some for him.
OK a short story for
you that’s true and annoying. For ten years Hub and I have contemplated on
getting what’s called a blue badge for parking. When we first thought about it,
the paperwork was just too much for our 11 year old Son to help us with, so we
didn’t bother. The blue badge gets you parked near wherever you need to be next
to and sometimes free parking. When our Son got his car, we thought about it
again, but again, he was 17 and Hub and I have always done our best not to ask
our boy Wonder for help. It’s not his fault we can’t see and I don’t want him
to be different to his pals. And now, we have decided to try again as parking
in our town is shockingly expensive. I’m talking £15 in some places all day,
but still, who goes to the town all day? The cheapest is £3 per hour.
And by the way, I’m not
driving but whoever is, will be able to use it, if my Hub or myself are in the car.
So, today I headed to
our council offices. Oh my, they are wonderful there, very sweet… I only waited
five minutes then I was called for. or should I say my number was put on a
board. Thankfully someone sighted helped me to know it was my turn
I was sat at the desk
for a few moments whilst she told me I needed proof I was blind. I asked was my
guide dog not enough? No. I then suggested I needed a bus pass renual so I wouldn’t
have got that if I was sighted. Apparently, the system has changed and I now
need a yellow card something that says I have been registered as blind. I said
the last time I applied for that I was told that it was before their records
started and they didn’t have what I needed anymore.
But why would I be
given a disabled bus pass if I wasn’t disabled? It’s the system.
I had to head out of
that office and go to the local blind society. Luckily it was on the same
street about ten doors down.
They smiled and said
there is a communication problem. We have told the council that we lost the contract
and don’t deal with this now, we haven’t for a year.
So, I had to try to
call someone who dealt with sight problems and today she’s working at the
hospital. The lady called this woman, who by the way told me she would call me
back. I’m still waiting for that call and it was promised to me coming up to
five years ago. So, will she phone me as promised? Let’s see.
The lady who said she
would call me back said there was no record of me being blind at our hospital,
but don’t worry, it will be knocking about somewhere…. Like where? The lady at
the blind society joked and said it could be at Costa coffee.
By this point my humour wasn’t at its best.
So, lady from hospital
said she has now found on my records a letter from a specialist from another
hospital an hour away. That’s when I went for this blood test four years ago to
do with collecting all the people in the UK blood who have my eye disease. You remember,
the blood that they subsequently lost…. Never to be found again. Well at least
there was a letter to say I am blind and not faking it…
Good, at last we are
getting somewhere?
Nope!
The Specialist who
signed that has retired. It has to be current but if hospital lady asks his
colleagues, they won’t sign as they haven’t seen me… Well staff from Guide dogs
have and my GP…
Not good enough. So, now
I’m passed onto another organisation who are supposed to deal with people who
are blind and when I called them a few weeks ago they said they couldn’t help
me…. But apparently, they can get me this dam yellow card that I need for a
blue badge.
But the person dealing
with it isn’t in work today, may, be, tomorrow. What does that mean, may be
not?
And now I wait but when
I take my form back with my new yellow card, I also have to take my passport
and Hubs, as I will be doing this whilst he’s at work. A bill with my name on
and his and something to prove I am blind as in a yellow card… nothing else
works.
And you should see the
form… it’s a novel!
I have a dreadful midgie
bite and it’s killing but a friend of mine and one of our Bloggets, got bitten
on her eye lid and apparently, she looks as if she has been punched in the eye
and it’s spread to her face. Gosh, I hope she will be OK. The one I have is
also spreading. It’s pointless though making an appointment to see our Dr, I tried
to make an appointment for Hub and was told it wouldn’t be until 22 days. Can you
believe that? It’s getting ridiculous.
I found this website of
interest
Well today our
Government are all over the place, it’s not a good day for our Mrs May. She is
showing signs of weakness. I guess she can’t win either way. So, people are
resigning all over the place. Hubs thoughts are if someone doesn’t want to be
in the office, and want to look for work elsewhere, then it’s time for them to
move on.
I say, when the ship is
sinking, start bloody swimming, but don’t leave your crew behind!
I read a quote today
which read. “Home is where your Mum is!”” How very true is that?
Here are some thoughts
for you to ponder over.
Somewhere there is
someone happy with less than you have.
There’s also someone
not as good looking as you and who’s physique is much worse. It’s just a fact.
On that note! ! !
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