Nobody Like Me
Vindicated at last! It would seem that there are other Nobodies out there. In fact, it has been confirmed by none other than ‘The Times of London’. Mona Lisa and I are kindred spirits. All I need now is a rogue Italian to ‘nick’ me for a short period before returning me a short while later. Fame will be mine! It’s an interesting article too, but I’m afraid you’ll have to buy a copy of the paper for the full story.
Medical Adventures
They are after my blood! In fact, in my quest to take control of my own health, I have two blood tests to undertake over the next couple of days. The GP (see the post ‘That’s it, I’m Done For…’) has grudgingly agreed he needs to check my bloods. However, due to my increasing doubt about how I will be ‘managed’, I’ve decided to experiment with an at-home testing kit.
Before you start, I’ve researched how to do this and my testing kit of choice requires an external body to analyze my bodily fluids and for an independent doctor to comment on the results. Unlike at my local health centre’s service, I have to get the blood out rather than allowing the local Vampires to stab me. I will write up a review of the experience in the future and, as I’m doing it alongside the NHS process, I’ll hopefully be able to make good comparisons about whether the ‘online’ version is more useful or if the GP service is good enough.
Back on the Trails
My bike is being mended. Yeah! His Lordship (and yes he has a drinking vessel with this title printed on it!) managed to break m’deraillers through poor packing in Joe’s garage. I will soon be back on the trails with the wind blowing through my locks.
Political Musings
I appreciate that I should be making comment about the squabble in the Oval Office. I’m not sure how to process it yet. It would seem that the Oval Office has become some sort of sacred place where suits are mandatory and that you are not allowed to speak freely. Strange one that, eh! Isn’t it the office of the ‘Leader of the Free World’? President Zelensky most definitely channeled his inner Hugh Grant. However, he wasn’t on home ground and he had two American bullies, not just the one good ole Hugh had to deal with. There definitely wasn’t any ‘Love Actually’.
Off to start work on me Bunker…