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I recognise that pose from our old cat and the daughter’s moggy: they ‘inspect’ the mucky rear end bits, start cleaning them, then suddenly straighten up, stop and look at you as if to say “What you looking at? Nothing to see here!”
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I'm out.That’s my gson, John: every word we say has to be internally checked before release. I text and say “Be at your gate in 10.” Back comes – “10 what?” – “Minutes.” – “OK.”
He lives in an ‘executive’ flat within a gated courtyard and is there on the dot to open the gate. The one who drives him crackers, is his mum: our daughter is the family’s worst time keeper. So he doesn’t go to the gate until she calls him: “I’m here!”
His Gt. granddad, wife’s dad, I suspect had some Aspergers. He was a Station Master until 1962, the days of clockwork timekeeping were his time and he was a stickler for it. If I turned up 5 minutes late, he would be pacing the carpet. His garden was a riot of roses and fruit bushes, until you looked from further back and picked out the regular spacing between plants. Lovely man though: best possible FIL.
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I'm out.autistic people have a 30% higher chance of certain medications not working or having side effects. That makes a lot of sense.
Nolan, that explains some things about my senior gson the Aspergers lad. He is mind-bendingly logical and highly intelligent, possibly the worst combination for any health professional. He was suffering from Thyroid and vitamin D deficiencies, had appointments that apparently only granddad can take him to. Doc suggests various remedies, he questions them all in depth. Example: “Vitamin D replacement tablets: how do they work?”
Doc: “They support your system to create Vitamin D for itself.”
“How, exactly? How is it absorbed, how does it enter my system? Does it have side effects: it is not a natural substance, it replaces a natural effect, after all.”
And so on – he is a med. pro’s nightmare, but when he found the one consultant who explained (with body diagrams) exactly how it worked, he was content.
Anyone who considers themselves logical in thought and action, get into conversation with two Aspergers people like my gson and his mate. The ideas flow, the talk gets faster and the world starts to wobble a bit on its axis.
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I'm out.Is Steve a Liverpool supporter then? You learn something new everyday here on Forumite! ???
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I'm out.That ain’t no Mini, that’s a BMW box on wheels. I hate the damned things. Amazing how the Germans thought they could buy the name and strap it to something that has grown into a monster brick. They could have created something of their own that drove like a ‘real’ Mini, which would have taken something their design agencies lack: enough imagination.
Sorry about the rant.
The best Escort I ever had, was a Navy Blue 1.8 Diesel. It drove very well, was quick, and and did around 45 mpg on a good run. And it was a Ghia, very comfy. Sold it for an Orion: stupid!
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I'm out.I never knew that you can change Motability lease cars before the end of a lease, though. That is something good to know, if the one you have is wrong for additional medical reasons that come up partway through the lease, you can change it.
Has to be an adjustment for Deposits, which means I get a refund of £746, after first paying the iX20 deposit of £349.
No photos this time Steve!
That Arona looks a nippy little motor, though.
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I'm out.Still on a Motors theme, but an aside:
SWMBO and I having gone through so much medically lately, we cannot get into the Tucson and that loooks permanent. I contacted Motability and learned that I can cancel the Tucson, and find something smaller. Looked into alternatives and remembered another Hyundai I road tested before the Tucson: an iX 20. That was a gutless 1.4 auto, but the new ones are 1.6 petrol with 125 bhp. Phoned my Motability guy at Read Hyundai Grimsby and he originally said none available for a couple of weeks, more on the way (it’s a big Motability seller). This morning he phoned to say he has the first one, did I want to see it? Yes – Saturday. Phoned Motabilty, they started cancellation of the Tucson but I can keep it until I can see, drive and accept the ix20.
ix20: http://tinyurl.com/y8zc5v9g
All done in an hour. Motability website and customer service (phone) was efficient and quick. Read Hyundai Grimsby (Wayne) were as helpful as possible: he is coming in on his day off to sort out acceptance and application. If only every other company was like that.
Now I’m downsized.
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I'm out.During my older workshop days, the local Doc had a 126 for his wife. She was a tiny Welsh lady with an aggressive driving manner, I had to weld in some additional seat runners just so she could drive it. The engine seized at some ridiculous mileage and she phoned us: when I got there, she was abusing the poor thing in two languages. She had a small device on the dash to deal with other drivers – ‘Mortars’ – ‘Machine guns’ – ‘Missiles’ – ‘Bombs’. All with appropriate sounds. What a lady!
“They have a Soul, you know,” I said. “This one is going straight to Hell!” she declared and kicked the bumper. I found a recon engine from a trusted supplier, pulled out the old one with ropes around my shoulders. Fitted the ‘new’ one in the same way, ran it a few miles, changed plugs, points, oil and filter, begged her to come back in 500 miles for another oil & filter change, which she did. It was with one of her grandkids, last I heard.
Roller skates, small cars with more character than a 500. Totally agree, Steve.
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I'm out.When I went from Sky Q to Humax and Freesat, I thought I would lose something. On the contrary: I have so much recorded and so many ways to go back on the EPG, don’t know when I will watch it all. Some of the stuff we like is not to other tastes, such as good documentaries, wildlife, lots of history. Good dramas, BBC or others, British comedy. Can’t stand some American stuff, although I (not we ?) did like the Bourne series. I will watch almost any film with Matt Damon, like his acting. Jason Statham too. Footy is watched on the desktop here, via a HD tuner and new HP HD 24″ monitor. In the cause of marital harmony.
But TBH, if I was fit to walk far, I would not watch too much TV, rather be outside in the country around my village, or the beach. Longing for the day…
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I'm out.Thanks Ed. Have not eaten liver and bacon in years, must check with the GP.
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I'm out.I checked thoroughly with a Staff Nurse and my consultant before leaving hospital. They gave me free rein, as long as the dressings could be applied properly afterwards. When they realised that I shower, wash and otherwise in only Hibiscrub, (pink Surgical cleaner) they were pleased and said it would help clean up the huge wound. That is actually looking very good right now, clean and obviously healing, albeit slowly.
Dressings applied by my dear wife, always neatly, including the cross-plasters. Where would I be without her, I wonder? I also pity anyone leaving hospital with something like this, and no one else at home.
Raining and very cold today, cannot get out for my walk. Frustrating, because I feel quite well today. I am wearing out the carpets!
Two new neighbours to move into empty bungalows behind ours. One lady, ill for years, passed away. The other, a couple, have split up and gone separate ways. Can’t think which is most sad.
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I'm out.Repeated mistakes and omisssions like that Richard, make me mad but sad. Mad for obvious reasons, but sad when you consider that we have the best medical care, with the very worst slipshod, careless administration. Losing (or probably forgetting to type and send) my consultant’s letter, is just one case in point.
Best wishes for a speedy cure to your daughter’s infection. I know you have enough other problems without that.
I have action on the Home Front, instigated by an irate GP who has organised Lincolnshire Hospitals into sending me a District Nurse and a Physiotherapy nurse. He lost patience with East Yorkshire and took it all upon himself. Thank the system for at least a good GP.
This morning I am slightly better, after having the Best. Shower. Ever. There is a lot of emotion behind those words!?
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I'm out.Thanks Richard, but the Anaemia has slowed me down anyway. I am lucky to have 2 combative HP’s, prepared to support patients against the greater NHS.
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I'm out.Thanks Nolan I will see what the GP offers, but order that in the meantime. Probably tablets from GP, I have a drawer full of them!
Cheers, as always there is personal recommendation here.?
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I'm out.Thanks guys, but the real reason for the weakness is found by my GP: I’m anaemic.
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I'm out.Thanks John, you two have a good and peaceful time of it, with a successful conclusion to your missus’ problems.
Richard I wish the same for you and yours.
Today I discovered that Castle Hill hospital Admin has not passed on my consultant’s letter to my GP. That has all the details of various blood tests and vaccinations that I am due in 2 days and 4 weeks, respectively. So Richard, I can empathise with trying to get more than one Health Trust to connect the dots. My GP was very angry when I phoned him and he discovered this: fortunately my consultant had given me a copy of the letter, which I was able to photocopy and send up to our surgery, courtesy of the world’s best neighbour.
I am simply too exhausted to be angry, turns out I am also now anaemic.
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I'm out.Yes John: but check that insrance covers your health problems. It will be basic. Where are you off to?
I can give you the name of a good specialist Health Travel company, have to find their card. A few phone questions, they give you a quote.
Doesn’t mention towels btw. I’m offline now until tomorrow: very tired.
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I'm out.Then there is the old workshop runaround pickup, created from a ‘chopped Cortina 2.0 ltr estate by myself and the old mate who thought he was my boss. I put heavier suspension and shocks on, mostly from a Granada, then lowered it. It went through 3 second-hand engines in the 80’s, broke its back in around ’93. Fond memories of it, especially after the uprated twin choke Weber carb I stuck on it. Went to a couple of Motor Shows in it.
Suited guy: “Why is it so dirty?” Me: “‘Cos it’s a working vehicle, not a poncey leather & chrome limo!”

Eat my exhaust, Clarkson! That is my old Notts village, you can see my old house from there. (on left – first full view of a house)
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I'm out.Saw these Noddy car minis at a Steam/Stationary Engine Show part – organised by my lad last year:

Owner is a retired Sheffield businessman: guy with his arms folded. They both drive very well, turn on a 1p coin and according to him, “Better than sex – well, has tha seen my missus?” Says he built them out of two Mini’s that he intended to build back to original, “Then ah ran ahta metal, tha sees.”
Just one of many characters I meet at these shows: have to thank my lad for all the interesting times he has given me.
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I'm out.Nice: but the G6 looks really good, even at £179. Soon as I am better, I am looking to replace my Wileyfox, need a bigger screen as my sight is worse and I have struggled with txt and emails.
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