Car hassle and salvation

Don't worry this isn't a religious post. Our car was a wreck and we don't have the money to replace it. We. Live in the middle of nowhere with hardly any buses so a car is vital. Unfortunately my grandfather has suffered from glaucoma for a number of years. Now they say he can't drive and what did he do? He offered to give it to my father. It's not posh but it's a lovely little car that uses less petrol. We're going to try and sell ou old car for spares or repair. Just a little story during the day to hopefully make you smile.

Getting around

Having had a hip replacement and now arthritis in the kne I have trouble getting around. A wheelchair is no use as I live on a farm. I've taken my quad for granted  but the truth is I wiouldn't be able to get about without it.

The Bastards!

This isn't really art, comedy or stupidity, mind there is some stupidity in there, like choosing the job in the first place and expecting to be liked. I am talking about traffic control wardens. There was a time when you'd get a bit of grace to be 10 minutes late, now the bastards hide behind lamp posts, wait for you to leave and stick a ticket on.


I watched a documentary on them in the hope of seeing one or two getting a slapping, but no such luck. It wouldn't be so bad if they were decent human beings, but they really are arse holes. One of the plaques on their office wall suggested slapping on the ticket and getting away as soon as possible. So, they're cowards too. I went into the town one night with my dad to pick up a takeaway. The taxis were lined up, blocking the parking spaces so my dad parked in a taxi rank. We were away 5  minutes and some twat had put a ticket on. The documentary also said you should contest your case as apparently the success rate is fairly high. He has a blog on the subject, but I can't remember the name off hand. Anyway, I agree, contest your fine and show what a useless shower of bastards these people are!

Stupidity

This is kind of a mix between stupidity and comedy. I live on a farm quite happily, though I'm not a farmer (you work it out). I have a quad and off road 250 bike. I was happily riding the bike through a field I'd not been through before; the sun was shining and the grass was high, so high that the ground looks level. Have you ever had that sickening feeling when you just know you're going to hurt yourself? Well I didn't see the ditch til the last second, the front wheel dropped and I flew over the handlebars to land on my face. We had to get the quad to drag the bike out. I got concussion and whiplash but didn't break my spectacles!


I don't go in that field anymore - I think I used up my luck in that clatter!

No here

I've not been here for a while for a number of reasons. I'm starting a new magazine (you can see it at www.outdoorsne.co.uk). Then there's the maintenance of the magazine page and another page I run called www.treat-yourself.biz. I've also been in and out of hospital to have a cyst removed from inside my jawbone. so don't give up on me yet, have a look at the other sites