A summary already in 2010

Four inches last night, and that was only the snow. Work has been off as a result (well the appointment I was supposed to have anyway), as has been going anywhere besides the nearest shops. That'll be 8 more days tomorrow as it's not going anywhere before then. It seems in the snow when people can't go out they phone you instead, so whatever I may have done today the phone just kept going from start to finish. Not as if there was a lot else to do but won't know now.

I have however done one intuitive reading today simply as when you're doing telephone work it can come to you. It's part of shamanism and you simply put yourself where the other person is as an empath. I've been doing similar things since I started classes in 1991 and build up what I am able to do as and when it comes. There's little or no doubt when you do it either, you tune in and say how you feel as the other person. I must do it more now. It may even identify the only presentable woman within 20 miles who may be interested in me. I've been playing word drop which arrived a few days ago on Facebook, and suspect I've already reached my limits there but could play a lot more if it was possible to keep improving.

Otherwise nothing's apparently shifted, although what could actually shift now is another good question. The weather is clearly the likeliest, but besides that a few little trips are collecting till it does, one to Staples (wow!), the art gallery for the third attempt to get my money, and some photos in Hampstead. Of course I appreciate them all the more from having to wait, and did at least do an hour's work today on the phone which is paid just the same. I know I'm helping people, I also pushed a huge car out of the snow today as I had to do with my own last week, and the only help I currently need is someone to come over I can talk to. And that's a tall order. The previous visitors included the regular woman who moaned and whinged about her male and female friends and family for a couple of hours and buggered off, a previous regular who talked constantly from arrival till being dropped home many hours later which was only tolerated for the sex in between, and the rare little groups on high holydays (OK, new year and my birthday). Everyone else is a bonus, one dropped in as he returned home from a work placement, only to have a dodgy handbrake and see his car vanish at the bottom of the hill in two parked cars.

The people I visit dropped off suddenly when the main family left in 2002. I do little jobs for someone not too far away from time to time, see the elderly neighbour to hear (literally) her life history in chapters, can't see the other since his ex wife got an injunction banning him from the area after he divorced her, and all the others seem to have evaporated when people gradually moved further and further out so dropping in was all but impossible. If I was asked as well. So without any say in the matter besides my family I hardly ever visit anyone else, my father's neighbours occasionally when I go there, and that's about it. That contrasts with the 70s for instance, the years where I merged with seeing my own and my parents friends all over the area, and most were very posh indeed, million pound (at today's prices) houses, all professionals and many friends much higher status than my own family. I had a knack of meeting public school girls (although I did go myself for a while so not such a surprise) who were related to the ruling classes, I think it was only MPs (right to cabinet level mind you) rather than actual aristocracy, but I did know one woman who mixed with them and dropped names (ie The Queen etc) at any possible chance. The one I actually clicked with was worth millions even then and the main reason her mother banned me as a mere son of a judge as I didn't eat nicely. Her father was a fucking travel agent for god's sake, just a very successful one. In that case money talked louder than class.

I have seemed to drop the nostalgia for a while, I am fully aware of how good things could be then but am focusing more in the present now. I've also linked with some people from school days online as well which does help a bit even though the only one who did meet me was back from abroad for a couple of weeks. I see another at reunions but a bit too far to go and see although I know he's one of the only ones who would welcome me. Mind you he hadn't a clue who I was when I sent him the message, the only reason he knows me now is because I saw him recently although I remember everyone who was at every school in my years besides the nursery. I only remember about half of them. My memories haven't faded and remember walking past the hotel in Paris with my family in Christmas 1961, among many others of the hotel. And that memory helped me memorise cases and laws for three years at college as well as forcing me to become an amateur climatologist now, although I'd rather be a climaxologist or clitorologist. But beggars can't be choosers. If I must study weather patterns so be it.

Snowed in, day 2 (series 2)

Due to being snowed in for the second time in a month I've got a bit more time online than even usually. I managed to walk to the shops at least, the main roads are clear and everything else has 4 inches of snow with a layer of ice underneath. Yesterday wasn't too bad as I needed a rest, but today didn't need nothing happening. I scanned even more old photos online, watched the rest of my videos and washed up at last (6 visitors altogether so plenty to be done). And while we're indoors avoiding the weather the smug twats from the government are all over the TV and radio telling us not to stop believing in global warming. At least preachers are honest and believe what they're telling us.

So I'm running short of things to do, if I can get out tomorrow I will, as will the appointment booked to come to me first. This is when living alone really hits you as being able to go out at least changes the scenery and may ever speak to someone real as opposed to at a distance. Doing this becomes a challenge as well, but if I want to end up as a writer then it's good training. So looking at my plans, not one has yet to materialise. I was 100% right about the timing of the book, no publisher I've ever come across can get anything but the most major issue out on time, the rest just hang about as a final afterthought. Just don't try and pretend there is a planned date and no one will be disappointed. TV programmes are just the same which I am well aware of. Except the twit who said January, and told me a few days after it was on on the 2nd. Either way they usually manage to get it wrong.

I am learning not to look more than a day ahead, but still have hopes without actually trying to set them up. There's the trip to the sign in Surrey if there, otherwise pretty unknown, the Facebook count is now 1/7 from the messages which is just the bare minimum above sod all of course. I really am doing my best, but although it has got me through this far would really like a bit more than just getting through. The online party which is the latest edition of Facebook (it didn't used to look like that) is great as it goes, but as some really are friends wonder how with each living in extending rings from here why I may only have seen about three of them in the last couple of years? Some are back from the past and not quite all have gone to America or Australia (why the fuck would anyone want to live in a warmer but less civilised clone of Britain anyway?) but no sign of actually meeting any again besides one who came back for a quick visit from almost as far away as that.

I also believe it's not unreasonable to get a little more recognition for my efforts. Even though they are all driven by personal interest doesn't mean because I'm not suffering for the results they are worth any less. Looking online I have easily the biggest collection of old direction signs in Britain, despite starting the photos 45 years after they stopped using them. My research into global warming is probably as much as any of the a-holes paid more per year than I've earned my whole lifetime, and all I get for that is insults besides a few allies here. The simple message there is I am trying to help. None of the sods telling you not to drive or fly care one bit about you, they just want to tell people what to do. I have the time and communication skills to discover and share what may actually allow people to escape these chains if enough start to see the light.
And as for the self satisfied bastards I used to go to school with, crowing on their profiles about their jobs, wives and children as they frequently flee the countries of their birth for some flyblown outpost, and can't even be bothered to reply to a message after choosing to go on an old school site then I really don't know how much more I can do.

So I hope for a little more, I believe I deserve it, and expect absolutely none of it.

Snowed in, week 2 begins

The snow (day 8) made sure I had little to do and more time for the computer again, although may be gone tomorrow as it's been raining for hours. Last night some total mental midget called the radio claiming the snow wasn't due to global warming but climate change. He must have been pretty young as anyone about 50 or more will tell you snow here in December is not new, but perfectly normal. And moving the snow from early winter to late winter isn't much of a change either, it's still snow. I'm wondering how far these modern day Jesus freaks can stretch the scapegoat mentality the way Hitler did, and instead of the Jews blame every ill on climate change. It's a virus that's affected some and others not at all. I work to neutralise them one by one and honestly every soul I save with simple facts is a miracle, just like a cult buster for the routine is identical.
I say it every time, I'll stop going on about it when they do, but if I ignore it they'll think they're right.

I do suspect many would do just that, if global warming was admitted as yet another 'mistake' (we know what that really means) then they'd just switch to something else, as they feel so victimised by the world if the people can't be blamed for having more money than them and actually daring to drive cars, then the Jews will be a very easy alternative target. With a recession I just saw a big knob on Facebook picking apart the recession and blaming Zionists. Now Hitler has not died in spirit as the same now hard left (they called themselves socialists as well) have the same views but just replace the word 'Jew' with 'Zionist'. Not all correspond but a pretty high correlation, enough to assume a connection with hating either/both. People who blame others for the problems in their life are going to bully people unless they grow up, which rarely seems to happen.

The news has been extremely quiet this week, outside and around me, and am finding it hard to do any more to make anything interesting happen. There's a fixed amount of data on the internet, as items in my house, and when you've found all the items in any set, like old road signs, you can't keep looking any more. I hope things pick up soon, even though the interesting period has been something quite recent I do miss it when it goes and it all appears to return to the way it was before. I can see how what they call raising your vibration works, and don't think it will drop much once you have whatever it seems at the time. Once you've seen a new system work you don't expect it to disappear. And a week since I took a photo- I did the whole snow lot in February and besides the roads being unusable they'd all have looked the same if I had got anywhere. There was a bit more TV on today and had to wait in for the cleaner so missed a trip I intended to make when the sun was out. Then I heard the main road was down to a single lane and backed up for miles, and the cleaner was caught in it for an hour as well. So I stayed in besides a trip to replace the milk I got from a less reputable outlet that packed up two days before it was supposed to. I really haven't achieved a lot this week as there wasn't a lot left to do indoors. There aren't any friends for miles and can't go out in the evenings to the few who may have me while the roads are iced over. Of course my grandma took up two evenings a week for some years till June, but where she lives I may not have got to either as the top of a very steep hill and people have been sliding down them here for a week. This time there's really very little else I could do.

Snowed in

As it's icy and covered in snow outside there's less to report and more time to report it. Go figure. I got my neighbour's banking done for him despite the weather, second try and at least know what to do and where to go for the second one. Tomorrow's wonderful dirty job has been cancelled at least due to the weather, and have Streetviewed the next photo trip but not sure when the snow will allow it to happen. Then I have to clear downstairs ready for the visitors at new year as I've done since my friends went abroad when we took it in turns. If nothing else I can Streetview most of the day if stuck indoors, except last night when the cable went down yet again for a couple of hours.

You do get hooked on the smallest things when alone, so spent the day working through a new loaf of pretty decent bread before it needs freezing to catch the mould in time. And the dietician says it doesn't put on weight like cakes so not so guilty for doing so. Next weekend I could go 40 miles for a sign 'because it is there' although may be classed as a museum exhibit, but unlikely to get it otherwise. There was also another nearby so will check that out as well. I remember in 1996 or so I went to someone on the A3 somewhere that way to get some old train tickets for my collection, and realised when I'd left I wasn't that far from Portsmouth so carried on and did the 30 or so miles there to get some pretty good ferry tickets before they also went soon after. I collected the final batch of used tickets from the ferry office nearby after that after phoning to ask them. The Portsmouth Harbour ticket office kept me visiting regularly after the rest of the country had long stopped using the old train tickets, and missed seeing the Queen the second time in my life as I saw police swarming around and automatically walked the other way. On my return the Queen's car was there, having dropped her off and missed seeing her by a few minutes. That was after the office visit but can't have it all.

I suppose as long as the internet's connected a day at home free is never a bad thing, but can run out of appeal the third in a row which will happen soon if it stays the same outside. I could do more of the internet course tomorrow I suppose, and just get on with it till the weather breaks. And still looking for hidden treasure if any exists.

Nothing could happen this week

I have more reasons for non-attachment at the moment, major projects with very little chance of success but if we want more we have to have a go. Two calls to councils about getting old signs sorted out, publishers to speak to about the related book, and a possible trip, maybe the final one, to Poplar for signs if they haven't gone and someone lets me know where one is.
It's been a good week (ie since this time a week ago), one sign, seen two old friends, got a load of birthday presents (new DVD player today included), and more vouchers including one just exchanged for some new jeans which I saved £7 by shortening myself, and quite a good job. Saving money is a good motivation to learn to sew, and many other things like cleaning the car.

My gas bill for the last quarter beat all records by £200, for a 3 bedroom chalet bungalow I was just nailed for £534. My health comes first so I keep the house warm all year round, and more important than being ill and saving money like before it was under my control. Flu every year or so and many more colds isn't worth saving any money for. Very few at all now. This week I really have few outdoor pursuits, M&S was done today and besides taking my book to the local history shop to be told it costs too much to sell very little else. I'm still waiting to see if my sole example of an old sign taken before the digital camera will be legible as it was on a video, but am now happy with my goodness knows how many direction sign really need a red triangle complete with sign rather than a mixture of old and new like the sole example I caught so far. There's one in Poulton-le-Fylde I just heard about but if I was that desperate I'd go to Suffolk and then probably find they've already gone. Could be worth a try actually. It'll be just like my old days when I went all over for tickets but that meant as many places as I could visit, although at the end only a couple had the old ones and did 500 miles in one day for my only Welsh examples.

Well I hope I actually succeed in any of this week's plans as the odds are well against me besides shlepping around London for an old sign or two (one has no paint so barely legible). More snow is forecast so it may be watching the DVDs that have stacked up and other videos including another set of Watch with Mothers which is a thousand times better than the shite you now see on CITV and similar even worse channels from America and Japan. I am firmly stuck in the 60s and early 70s and only a woman or a sympathetic council will change that.

A snow day

Well there's eight inches of snow today so any minor plans were altered, and besides the gym being closed which was near enough to visit, my all day quiz playing online was instituted as all points are stored on our profile and points don't mean prizes but advancement compared to the many thousands of other players. Then I decided to take a friend's advice and write another quiz on piles, as I learnt a lot about them from personal need and always been fascinated by bottoms and related functions.

I have now bench pressed 70kg flat for the first time, but due to overeating have not quite beaten my bodyweight which increased accordingly. But it was quite a jump and shows everything is working. Otherwise I made none of my phone calls today as basically no one was at work so will have to wait till everything gets back to normal. Or as they say in America, snafu. Adding to that picture the great obsessive Jonathan Porritt threw his dunce's hat into the ring today suggesting the NHS divert money from healthcare to contraception, but 'to prevent climate change'. I saw this coming didn't I, when I listed all the nutcase ideas people pop up blaming for climate change. Nose picking, making funny faces, leaving dog mess behind, choral singing outdoors, wiping from back to front, eating with your mouth open and spilling salt will all be subject to the accusations and clearly a new era of witch hunting that is often associated with economic declines.

Therefore instead of accepting the issue those with less mental stability but more power divert their attention to a false cause unrelated to any genuine problem and then attack innocent people and animals (remember the monkey hanging in Hartlepool?) as part of needing someone to blame for the false threat. Witches (Salem), Jews (Germany) and every other superstition since the stone age are from the same phenomenon, and people are catching this one like a virus as soon as they come out with the total bollocks associated with the giveaway symptoms. Could you spot the real ones from the made up? Don't use so much toilet paper, jog so much, use barbecues, go on foreign holidays, use your air conditioning, heat your house, eat meat, etc etc.
In fact the only made up one was on April Fool's day by a newspaper suggesting barbecues were to be taxed for emitting CO2. The trouble being this may well happen in reality. All others are genuine suggestions made by academics or celebrities to more restrict our freedom and savings, without the slightest validity and costs greater than any imaginary benefit anyhow.

Maybe the peak will arrive, like it did with oil, where the madness builds to a maximum, people come to their senses and the bubble bursts. One can only hope. And lectures like mine are the only antidote so each day I hear more nonsense hit the airways I come back with a return. It is our duty as the sane to help both the others and ourselves as we are all victims either directly or indirectly besides the few who profit. The campaign is about global bullshitting and the false religion of global warming. Satan is not the human being for causing it but the antichrists of Al Gore and the IPCC for making it up. They are the bad guys and will fuck the world up like a gang bang in a Hell's Angels initiation if we let them carry on spreading lies and insanity.

Snowbound

Today is free, all day. I was intending to go to grandma's later but there's 4 inches of snow on the roads and I'm going nowhere. I've been busy this week besides yesterday's missing appointment (nobody's fault) so today was a welcome break, though I haven't exactly exploited it, not that you really can under the circumstances. And someone read my blog! It still happens! More a random occurrence now than a daily routine but thank god I don't write to read again myself. So all I did today was burn all the latest photos to CD having ordered prints last night. There's sod all on TV so as I have to stay in I may watch old videos I took of local roads or tidy the house. Better than stress anyway.

At least a few things are as they should be for a change. I have an amazing new computer and mouse and the DVD burner and accounts are working again thanks only to my determination not to let them pack up. Or luck, either could be the case. And if someone I know ever reads this who has joined Funtrivia I said he'd like it, so that was a job well done. So now I have an evening to make the most of. There are some phone calls that must be made sooner or later, other than that it's pure chance. No one in the house to talk to forces me and anyone else into an inner world of solitary pursuits, like being in a cell within another universe, separate from the world with other people in it. There are secondhand clues like voices on the radio and words on the screen but no actual bodies. Sanity has to be more strongly tested alone than in any other circumstance, and besides pure stress and suffering I don't think it can really be shaken, just tested to its limits. Every thought is magnified and instead of passing stops and has a full inspection, especially the negative ones. Bad habits are set up but no more.

Let's see if the evening has a little more to offer than usual, it is possible.