The saying

Never pass water in public

Might make it difficult if you live near  a lake or river.

Or it’s been raining and there’s a puddle on the payment mother told you never to pass it in public

Never skate on our water until it freezes

Passing water can be hard for the elderly so remember this when you’re drawing up your walking expedition. Don’t take them to the lake District.

Now moving on what about passing out?

I once passed out at the dining table but usually soldiers pass out after they’ve completed their training. That’s why they look so numb

Some drugs make me pass out the main one being gtn or glycerol trinitrate. This is a treatment for angina which blows open all your arteries. But if you are inexperienced and use too much of it you will feel as if your eyes can’t see properly your scalp will start to sweat profusely and the world will shrink around you

If you feel like this try to kneel down or lie down on the floor to avoid injuring yourself when you faint. Is there any happened to me once and it was horrible

Remember not everybody is drunk when they act in a strange way because it can also because by diabetic medication to lower the blood sugar.

If it goes too low you can actually pass out or even die

But your doctor won’t get into trouble because they were giving you the treatment recommended the fact that it affects you more than other people it’s nothing to do with the doctor.

They are all terrified of being accused of doing something wrong

Well that’s only right isn’t it?

By the way if you pass large amounts of water and feel terribly thirsty that may very well be a sign of diabetes.

If you get to the point when you’re losing weight it is not because your drinking half a point of water before every meal. It is that you’ve got diabetes your body cannot take the sugar out of your blood to feed the cells and for some reason which I don’t quite understand it begins to  digest your muscles.

I’ve known two friends who were so happy they were losing weight until the real reason was found.

One of them had an eating disorder and she could eat very few foods so she concentrated on cheesecake as being full of protein

You can’t live on cheese cake

You could live on bread and cheese plus salads  and maybe some boiled eggs, tomatoes etc

You maybe pleased to learn that under the last 14 years of conservative rule 673 public conveniences or bathrooms as Americans call them have been closed.

This makes it very difficult for some of us to go out. If you are near a shopping centre or a department store that might be okay but what about in the evening when these places are closed?

It’s the least we could expect and moreover there are now a lot of people traveling around delivering parcels or into the vast increase in  online shopping.

In many cases there is literally nowhere for them to go.

And buying incontinence products is very expensive and moreover why should people be forced to become incontinent just because they’ve got weak bladders or their elderly or they’ve just had a baby?

These are the minimum requirements for a city or even a town that there should be enough provision in the evening or in the morning before shops open for Peter who need to go to the toilet.

I know what happens near me. There’s two phone booths by the general post office and I’m glad I no longer have to use them because the floors are always swimming in urine. If you are a man who likes to drink a lot of beer kindly urinate before you leave the pub not after though I understand that it could be difficult for you.

Indefinite as  watercolor paint

There are no edges, boundaries no ends

In the Nothingness of all become a saint

Then the grace of colour will consent.

Lost in beauty like a  deep sea fish

Swimming in a rhythm,a Schubert song.

Such a creature  is an ordinary wish.

In the flowing  paint there is no wrong.

I am you and you are me that’s so.

Do not worry where the boundary lies

Let it all be done in patience slow

The mermaid on her sea shell  gives a sigh

There is no solid world,no compliant me.

Oh god of rhythm come now and set us free

 

Trust the unknown force that grew you,
From the joining of two cells.
Act of love and of self giving,
Creating then a new born self.

Trust the dark,the unseen aspects
Of the life we all do live.
Trust that there is wisdom elsewhere,
To your emptiness to give.

Wait in patience for the time
When inspiration comes at last
Trust in darkness,silence,lowness.
Opposition forms the cross.

Pain is bearable in lowness,
Like the worm in earth I dwell.
When I look I see the sunrise
And I trust all shall be well.

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/commensurable

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2017/apr/12/is-mental-illness-real-google-answer

https://www.theguardian.com/australia-news/article/2024/aug/10/poor-physical-health-associated-with-depression-through-link-to-brain-research-shows

My life was like a jigsaw quite complete

I had all the pieces fit there looking neat

But circumstance and weakness broke it down.

Yet I have to smile where I would frown.

I can’t complain of suffering in excess

Nor order god himself to mete redress.

Loss and grief and loneliness are here.

Hostility and rage complete the sphere

Men who look alike in DNA

See themselves as other,war as play

And when the fighting stops they stand in blood

And so it is they rape for motherhood.

How can women bear to carry on ?

The wombs are empty and the world is done

I cannot make the puzzle pieces fit.

The sacred tablets broken have no wit.

I found my vocation at last

Shoplifting is hard to resist

So do it full time

As I recommend in these rhymes

With such theft you will surely be blessed

Do you complain about tax?

Are church candles made out of  wax?

The chancellor reigns

So forgo your gains

These it is clear all the facts

The pathways to the heart are learned by love

And those who find this knowledge never lose.

As virtue’s  grace may help us from above

All we see are hills and rocky views.

With willingness to cross the seas of mud,

To drag ourselves through tangled briar-filled woods.

Our soul shows us the truth and what is good,

For trees that looked quite dead are now in bud.

With wild flowers kissing feet and blessing toes

Encouragement is finally received

And as we smell the fragrance of the rose,

We know our gladdened hearts were not deceived.

Fortune favours those with steadfast feet.

The journey may be long, the end is sweet.

Note: The saying “Fortune favours the brave” is attributed to several people..Virgil, Pascal, Montaigne are ones I have found

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https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/michel_de_montaigne_383534

The Romantics, faced with a disenchanted universe, attempted to discover a new source of enchantment in the human imagination, and poetry became a metaphor for that creative, life-enhancing power. Poetry used to mean poems. Now poems began to seem like just one habitation, and far from the grandest, of the force that is poetry. Naturally, this fateful division between poetry and poems had enormous consequences for the way poems were written. After all, if poetry is ineffable and infinite, there is no reason it should be bound by the mechanical laws of meter and rhyme. In the modern age, poetry became antinomian.

How white and blue together recollect us
to the summer sky and the imagined swallows
darting in exquisite geometry
under the great domed space of the heavens,
like the Basilica in Constantinople
containing and giving space.
And how I held you for a moment that was infinite
and then you were gone like an angel fearing enchantment
into some finite boundaried world

https://www.thesaurus.com/browse/incommensurable

This is not autobiographical

How to kill the cancer without killing you as well.

How to be the murderer of these errant cells

How to be accepting when they give you more bad news

How to get your anger out when they don’t ask  for your views

Please dont ask the doctor please don’t ask the nurse

I learn the diagnosis and put it into verse

There’s something wrong with my DNA so the bad cells will not die

Take me to my sister dear for she will let me cry

The cancer is omnipotent, it wants to rule the whole

It’s put me into handcuffs and tossed me on the coal

There are no hierarchies each cell plays a part

And so it is with organs, the brain is not the heart

A tiny change can escalate the tempest and the storm

Yet in the centre of the beast the still small voice is calm

Who did gooseberries fool?
Why do strawberries jam?
Do eggs lie on toast?
She fried her own eggs daily
She even made her own bread
We had grapefruits bigger than the grapes.
Why do sheets change?
Do pillows have good cases in law?
Why get married when you can go to prison free ?
Why have a man when you could love a cat
Why marry a wo/man when you can go fishing?
Just relax and act naturally
How do dreams get out of our unconscious into the conscious mind?

From the miles of flatness and the fens
Comes  the hill where this Cathedral stands
Everyone can see this floodlit site
When the moon is out and there is night.
I saw it through the window as I turned
It’ struck me down with beauty never learnt.
As I lay surprised upon the stair
I absorbed the beauty I saw there
Should we worship beauty such as this?
It strikes us with a hammer not a kiss

My cat was quite contrary, she had me all worked out

She would not use the cat flap if I was round about.

She’d wait with studied patience until I would obey

Then she gave me a loud mioaw, she wanted me to play.

She liked to hear me singing while I did the washing up

She didn’t mind the broomstick, but she was frightened of the mop.

We watched the television nightly,my husband was then ill

But he like to watch Inspector Morse and pussy did as well

She laid herself upon my lap in front of the hot fire

Should I wish to rise again, this did arouse her ire.

She bit my hand, but not too much she didn’t break the flesh.

I said ‘I need the bathroom*, but but that would never wash.

Sadly pretty pussy cat got cancer and she died

We took her down to see the vet then we both came home and cried

A cat may not be human,but they are ruthless in desire.

And that is a fine quality, and one that I admire.

Make demands and don’t comply or you will lose your soul

Everybody’s different but we can all be whole.

https://solitudes.qmul.ac.uk/blog/walking-with-marion-milner/index.html

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2024/04/16/prescribing-creativity-the-meta-diaries-of-marion-milner/

https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/tact

https://www.thesaurus.com/browse/miasma

From the book

An experiment in leisure by Marion Milner

This made me wonder, if it were true that false thinking comes even partly from the horrible experience of being muddled, then would not one way out be to learn how to accept the experience of being muddled? I knew only too well how strong was the impulse to be certain, to lay down the law, to have things in black and white. But my mind had now driven me on to become aware of this other mood,

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https://beta.poetryfoundation.org/education/glossary/rondeau

• Originating in France, a mainly octosyllabic poem consisting of between 10 and 15 lines and three stanzas. It has only two rhymes, with the opening words used twice as an unrhyming refrain at the end of the second and third stanzas. The 10-line version rhymes ABBAABc ABBAc (where the lower-case “c” stands for the refrain). The 15-line version often rhymes AABBA AABc AABAc. Geoffrey Chaucer’s “Now welcome, summer” at the close of The Parlement of Fowls is an example of a 13-line rondeau.A rondeau redoublé consists of six quatrains using two rhymes. The first quatrain consists of four refrain lines that are used, in sequence, as the last lines of the next four quatrains, and a phrase from the first refrain is repeated as a tail at the end of the final stanza.

I see that the prime minister is asking for our opinions or ideas about what should happen to the NHS

One thing that is clear is that you only get 10 minutes when you see a primary care doctor. That is was its meant to be sometimes it may be a little bit longer

Often it’s on the phone which means they can’t see your face they can’t get a general idea of your health from your appearance

Why I think this is not good enough is that it means that you could get very ill and have to go to A&,E

It’s because you’re not being checked sufficiently by your GDP in 10 minutes

It is only when you are in hospital that you get everything checked blood tests scans everything when you’re in A&E.

So I think there is a gap in care and this may affect certain groups of people more than others

The elderly people in chronic pain or with chronic diseases and children.

Of course your GP can refer you to a consultant in the hospital but it often takes several months before you get an appointment and again you may end up in A and E when you’re conditioned becomes worse before you actually seen the consultant.

I also have heard that there is a conflict between doctors in general practice and doctors in the hospital with each trying to push work onto the other.

Whatever is the case it’s not very good for people who are ill or in severe pain chronic pain etc

So I shall be interested to see how much this consultation with the public will do

I think what I wrote above explains why we spend as many as 36 hours on trollers in the corridors of A&E because the deficits in primary care mean we’re only get fully checked when we collapse and our possibly going to die unless something is done quickly

But this is wrong and it should not be happening

It’s wrong to have either 10 minutes with the GP or 36 hours on a trolley being tested while you’re lying in the corridor

36 hours for me with no food no hot drinks unable to visit the bathroom

I hope that will not come again

https://www.alcs.co.uk/news/the-alcs-news-interview-susan-hill/

Oh either sighed the river lyre
ol long fields of curly and of bye,
That tell the told and right the wry;
And though they yield, the toad runs by
To its sandy, dried alloy
The hallowed siege by water pulley
The clean and unsheathed bread knife dally
Shambled on her daughter’s lily
Round about a dot.
Pillows whiten, aspirins shiver.
The sun-famed showers broke a willy
In the stream that runneth weather
By the island in the river
Flowing down the Com and dot
Four gay wails, and four gay hours
~Underlook a spice of dowers,
And the silent isle implored
The Lady of NottNott
Underneath the bearded charlie,
The reaper, reaping slate and silver,
Fears her ever wanting cheery,
Like an angel, ringing early,
O’er the cells of Camelot.
Beguiles the leaves in furrows hairy,
Beneath the loon, the reaper teary
Listening whispers, ‘ ‘Tis our Mary,
Lady of NottNott’
The little isle is all entailed
With hose-pants, overtly tail’d
With roses: by the barge unhail’d
The shallop flitteth silken sail’d,
Skimming down to What is Nott
A pearl garland signs her screed:
She leaneth on a velvet bead,
Pull loyally unapparelled,
The Lady of Whats Hott.

No time hath she to court a nerd:
By charmed fib she seized her bird
A purse is on her, if she’ll gray
Her leaving, oversight or pay,
To sulk more down on Whatt is Knott
She knows not what the hearse may be;
Therefore she leaveth stealthily,
Therefore no other bear, hath she,
The Lady of TopKnott
She lives with little boys who play.
With her daughter, running here,
The cheap cell tinkles in her ear.
Before her sings a mirror clear,
Reflecting hours in CamAlot.
And as in the internet she whirls,
She sees the surly pillage hurled,
And the wed oaks of driven earls
Passed to cloud from NottAlott.
Sometimes a ship of damsels glad,
An abbot on an ambling dog,
Sometimes a curly shepherd bad,
Or long-hair’d rage in crimson bled,
Goes by t tower’d Cameuplot:
And sometimes thro’ the mirror blue
The night comes guiding two by two:
She hath no cool old knight it’s true,
The Bath of old Shalott.
But in her web she still delights
Sees the mirror’s magic bytes,
For often thro’ the silent fights
A funeral plumed with traffic lights
And loose it came to Blamelot:
Or when the moon was overheard
Came two young lovers lately wired;
‘I am half sick of shadows,red
The Lady lost her Plot

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Ginger cat.. must be Celtic.

English style my way:make it coloured if you can.Wear a hat if bald.Wash your trousers as often as is sensible.Wash your own!It’s easy

Wash your clothes a lot but don’t iron them
Go out in only  a  T shirt and jeans in winter.
Old grey anoraks  look good on most  people,or so they  seem to think
Wear skirts that show your thighs off  or leggings that show everything else off or both or nothing
Do wear crop tops and low rise jeans especially when  suffering  from underactive thyroid disorder
Jeans with rips are perfect for old ladies.Rip it youself
Wear thick padded  down coats in the summer.
Never wear a summer dress especially if you are a man
Never wear petticoats and other lingerie.Just pants  and top or vest
Wear a T shirt  saying:Anti-Semitic, moi?  while touring Oxford looking for pubs
Wear a T shirt saying :Belgians, go back to Congo.
Wear a T shirt saying :I feel Rubbish
Wear a T shirt that says :I luv money
Wear a T shirt that says: Educated in Burton, can’t spell
Make sure  your hair is exposed— both head and pubic.
I don’t understand either but they keep saying,where are you from?
I say,here,But somehow they don’t believe me.
Actually, I am mixed race.So I am only British.
Even with  ethnicity  we  have a class system with English at the top and  mixed race somewhere further down.Ancient Briton? Sorry,dear