Last night was Roy's meet and greet at The Stag Inn.
I wasn't in a going out mood after looking forward to it all week. How l could be under a black cloud on such a beautiful day is a mystery? It probably had something to do with the fact l hadn't had a wink of sleep for two nights though.
Anyhow, a nice shower and a bit of slap later l soon felt like a new man.
I've said before on here how I/we do all have a mental picture of people on here. Roy looked about ten years younger, and not half as frightening as l'd imagined. In fact he was a total pussycat, except pussycats don't smoke all your fags!
Lettie, Sparkologist, Len, Nettie, Wingy,Mick, TC, Less, Kipax, Accy Red, Mands and Staggering Man.
We had quite a good turn out. Nearly as many as a full meet, except we didn't have the mascot up his corner so it wasn't official.
Mick was really nice about my blog, and it was whilst having a pee l decided what l was going to write about today, Accy Webbers.
We are all a mixed bunch. Different ages, different backgrounds, but we all have Accy Web in common. Each one of those people round that table would help me if l asked. I did actually ask Mick to help me to install my printer that the Parkinson's Disease Society has given me, and he kindly agreed to come today, but because l have had another totally sleepless night and am feeling rough, said he would come round this week at my convenience. He did make me jealous though, as yesterday he got to meet Marg Pilkington, who l was informed will get to a meet soon.
We had a good discussion, we also had a right laugh. l remember thinking it would be soooooooooo funny if l was in every picture. So l think there will be one of me on Lettie's bosom, and the one of me and Roy, well that must wait for the censors to pass it!!!
After a great night l came home instead of full of beans, in an awful mood, not helped because l was wired and knew l had no chance of sleeping. Came on here and had a massive row with two people l care for. Infact was l an absoute bastard to them, but at the time l felt l needed understanding not teasing. I hope we get over it, l bet they are bored with my mard arsed ways by now, l know l would be.
Anyway, was so down l went to Mum's at three a.m., because l needed a cuddle and a chat, and thats what she gave me.
Feel much happier today. Tomorrow off to The Royal Exchange in Manchester with Lettie and Sparkologist to see a play. Before that l'm childminding my nephew and neice who broke up on Friday from Westholme. I am having panic attacks, because in the last holidays they were dropped off and sleep had eventually caught up with me, and they couldn't wake me up. Big drama, bad Uncle Rind.
All the alarms will be set tonight, plus an alarm call from Mum before she sets off to work.
If the person l hurt still reads this drivel, l am so sorry.
I was unforgivable. Could you though?
I wasn't in a going out mood after looking forward to it all week. How l could be under a black cloud on such a beautiful day is a mystery? It probably had something to do with the fact l hadn't had a wink of sleep for two nights though.
Anyhow, a nice shower and a bit of slap later l soon felt like a new man.
I've said before on here how I/we do all have a mental picture of people on here. Roy looked about ten years younger, and not half as frightening as l'd imagined. In fact he was a total pussycat, except pussycats don't smoke all your fags!
Lettie, Sparkologist, Len, Nettie, Wingy,Mick, TC, Less, Kipax, Accy Red, Mands and Staggering Man.
We had quite a good turn out. Nearly as many as a full meet, except we didn't have the mascot up his corner so it wasn't official.
Mick was really nice about my blog, and it was whilst having a pee l decided what l was going to write about today, Accy Webbers.
We are all a mixed bunch. Different ages, different backgrounds, but we all have Accy Web in common. Each one of those people round that table would help me if l asked. I did actually ask Mick to help me to install my printer that the Parkinson's Disease Society has given me, and he kindly agreed to come today, but because l have had another totally sleepless night and am feeling rough, said he would come round this week at my convenience. He did make me jealous though, as yesterday he got to meet Marg Pilkington, who l was informed will get to a meet soon.
We had a good discussion, we also had a right laugh. l remember thinking it would be soooooooooo funny if l was in every picture. So l think there will be one of me on Lettie's bosom, and the one of me and Roy, well that must wait for the censors to pass it!!!
After a great night l came home instead of full of beans, in an awful mood, not helped because l was wired and knew l had no chance of sleeping. Came on here and had a massive row with two people l care for. Infact was l an absoute bastard to them, but at the time l felt l needed understanding not teasing. I hope we get over it, l bet they are bored with my mard arsed ways by now, l know l would be.
Anyway, was so down l went to Mum's at three a.m., because l needed a cuddle and a chat, and thats what she gave me.
Feel much happier today. Tomorrow off to The Royal Exchange in Manchester with Lettie and Sparkologist to see a play. Before that l'm childminding my nephew and neice who broke up on Friday from Westholme. I am having panic attacks, because in the last holidays they were dropped off and sleep had eventually caught up with me, and they couldn't wake me up. Big drama, bad Uncle Rind.
All the alarms will be set tonight, plus an alarm call from Mum before she sets off to work.
If the person l hurt still reads this drivel, l am so sorry.
I was unforgivable. Could you though?