More Thought Required (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

Oh, and thank you to Jennifer at Paperkutzs for allowing me to use her image.


Hahaha, I read a post the other day by a (presumably British) blogger who was indignant that people criticised our NHS, so this flashback is quite à propos.

This is a something-and-nothing post, I was obviously peeved enough at the time to write about it, although can’t really remember the appointment.

But it is nevertheless part of the reason. The NHS will boast about the big things they get right, but often the trivial things are very slapdash. While they might be small individually, trivial things probably make up 99% of people’s overall “user experience”.

When people are basically saying, “your time is worthless”, I find that quite annoying.

From 2 years ago.

Mister Bump

My wife went for a hospital appointment yesterday, it was something respiratory so, before the appointment, she needed to get a chest x-ray. We got to the appointment and were immediately told to go to another department to get the x-ray.

When we got there, my wife was not on their list. Not even late, but non-existent! So there was a 30 minute wait while they tried to find out what was happening.

In the time we were waiting, three other patients arrived, all with the same story. All patients at this respiritory clinic, none of whom are known by X-Ray.

So I’d I’d guess my wife and I weren’t just unlucky. I’d guess that this fuckup happens at many clinic, many weeks.

Respiratory and X-Ray appointments normally run hand-in-hand. So, you’d think their IT system would allow then to easily book both appointments at once. Apparently not.

I’ve got…

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Down the Drain (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.


See, this is exactly why I atarted this blog. Here is an absolute rant from a year ago – some storm in a teacup. this is probably the last time, to date, that anything like this has happened.

Well, I’m sure other stuff has happened, but it is just that I am better able to manage it, without going off on one.

Thank you, Jennifer at PaperKutzs, for allowing me to use your graphic.

Down the Drain

I thought my disaster days were over.

Today I started to cook lunch with the best of intentions. While something was heating in the oven, I had a clear-up in the kitchen. I took some dirty dishes to the sink, but the sink was already full. With the old dishwasher, I got into the habit of soaking everything before washing it.

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Fruitless (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.


Two years today, to a run-in that I had with the doctor’s surgery. I’ll let you read the details below.

I am glad to say that since then, things have improved.

I’d like to be able to say that this is because the staff are better-trained, but I seriously doubt that.

The situation has improved because:

  1. The UK now has a very belated online prescription service, or in fact many of them. I order meds by going to a web site. The request magically flies through the ether to the doctor, who magically signs it and sends it to the pharmacy, again via the ether. The pharmacy picks out all the meds, then has a guy who drives around all day, delivering medicine to people like me.
  2. My wife now works at this surgery. If I need a blood test, it happens in the kitchen, before she leaves for work. I have not been to the surgery since shortly after this flashback. In fact, the flashback prompted me to look for other ways of obtaining my meds.

Fruitless

I need a fresh batch of meds each month.

When the meds arrive, they come with a slip to re-order. When I need fresh meds, I fill out the slip and drop it at the surgery. Two days later, I go back and pick up a prescription. There is, nominally, an ID check when they hand the prescription over. I then take the prescription along to a pharmacy, where they give me the meds. Not Amazon, but seems to work.

Last month, I needed to see the nurse for a blood test. I’ve started taking a new med for my diabetes and I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t screwing my kidneys over.

I go to the nurse to get the blood test. She is trying to be as helpful as she can.

– Would you like me to print off your next prescription?

– Yes, please, would you mind?

After all, the surgery is about my walking limit, so the fewer trips I need to make, the better.

I’m happy to have the prescription, and did not notice until I got home, that she had not given me this slip, to order the next batch.

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Mishtakes… (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.


Just gonna go back a year today. I was still on Blogger at this time, but I had a WordPress account and was interacting with one or two bloggers.

I felt quite paranoid about my spelling mistakes, and felt that I should write something to try to explain it. Now, I take more of a “it is what it is” viewpoint. If somebody doesn’t “get” that, they’re the one with the problem, not me. If it is a blogger I’m friendly with, I’ll maybe nudge them a little in that direction, but won’t spend a lot of energy on it. I thought the same, myself, once.

It did make me think, though. What do I do when I see a typo on already-published posts? When nobody was reading the posts, it was a no-brainer, but with an audience, I’m more restricted. I settled on fixing spelling mistakes, maybe a tiny rework to add clarity, but once something is published, that’s pretty much it. If I think of some blinding new addition after that, tough. If a post contains typos that I don’t know about, that’s a pity, but I can’t in all good conscience allow something to stay wrong, not when I know about it.

There’s another reason for this, too – just that WP talks to search engines and so potentially our posts could be found by someone in months or even years. So at least if somebody does come across the post, it’ll be as presentable as possible.

But I bet that attitude is pretty much what we all say, no?

Mister Bump

…I’ve made a few, but then again…

I looked this morning at which of my posts have been most recently read by people, followed the link to the post itself. Almost immediately, I found a typo.

I do, of course, try not to make spelling mistakes in the first place. In fact, my spelling is good – very, very good – so if you see a typo it’ll most likely be a slip of my finger, or tapping the keyboard too lightly to register a stroke (happens a lot). I run my potential posts through a spellchecker, of course, (every little helps!) but I often find myself falling into the trap of running the spellchecker, re-reading something, deciding it can be better-worded, re-writing it (complete with typo) and not re-checking. Another favourite is writing a typo such that it spells a perfectly good word, albeit the wrong word. That’ll fool…

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Downton Abbey (Fandango’s Friday Flashback)

Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.


Only had to go back a year for today’s Flashback.

I’d got back into the habit of working again. I have to have the tv off while I’m doing this, but tended to knock off around 5PM, and I found this programme re-airing on one of the nostalgia channels.

In the end, I watched the lot, although it took a month or two. My final verdict? Meh… It was better than a lot of tv, but could have been better still. Some of it I found pretty unbelievable, some sub-plots had been added for no particular reason other than to spin the story out.

I enjoyed thinking about it, though – seeing people who was every bit as trapped by their riches as other people were by their poverty.

Mister Bump

I don’t particularly follow the crowd. My tastes are pretty unique. It’s not something that bothers me, especially now. Becoming comfortable in your skin is just ageing.

Take television. For example, a very popular show in the UK is The Apprentice. I find this pretty offensive – the notion that financial gain is the be-all-and-end-all. So, I buck the trend. Another example, I can’t be bothered with your typical Saturday night fodder, so a lot of programmes I’ve simply never seen. These shows are just low-budget, low-quality tv.


The other day I watched a re-run of the first few episodes of Downton Abbey. I think this aired for the first time between 2010-2015. Ish. But they missed me completely. I suppose, at that time, I was finishup up in London, up in Liverpool, then trying to get the bike mechanic venture off the ground. So I was pretty busy. Not…

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