R's rue

 I’m not hungry Overnight I’ve eaten a homemade chilli stir fry with chicken. And that’s it No snacks , no cake, no toast....no anything else except de caffeinated coffee and water. It’s taken an age but I’m finally found my “ groove” so to speak with my diet . I knew I would get there, but it has taken an absolute age  My relationship with food has, like so many people , been rather complicated  I comfort eat, that much is a given, but I also really enjoy food, a passion transferred to be from my grandparents who has austere lives when it came to putting food on the table. Today I will enjoy eggs on toast for breakfast , fruit at lunchtime if I wake up and another chicken stir fry for tea which I will half and finish sometime during the night. I’m working alongside a woman who is dieting pre wedding, so we are fantasising about scotch eggs with some good humour. I’ve always said that weight was my last hurdle to normality  and peace of mind And it is...

Several months ago, Shirley and I were randomly invited to participate in regular COVID-19 testing by The Office For National Statistics (O.N.S.) in partnership with Oxford University. The purpose of this on-going programme is to monitor the true progress of the pandemic with all of its ups and downs. I understand that nationwide 45,000 other people are involved in the study. Together we are like a giant litmus test. Every three or four weeks we are visited in order to take lateral flow tests. There are also questions to answer and we have to give  blood samples too. A few days after each visit we receive our results from the O.N.S.. Occasionally, on the BBC News, there will be reference to O.N.S. testing and those changing figures are derived from the very  tests that I have described. Being fine, upstanding citizens we were happy to join this study. We know that our participation helps to keep tabs on the coronavirus and will ultimately help to bring  down this...

 Starting off My day With an  Optimism That has Been lacking From  My countenance For far  Too long I’m grateful for all of you Thank you so much For pouring  Into this Vessel  So faithfully  from R's rue https://ift.tt/2TK6DME

 Back on night shifts for three from tonight then almost three weeks holiday!  Just caught up with house jobs the best of which is bathing Mary in the sink  from Going Gently https://ift.tt/2TGbluw

Hymers College school badge Arguably, the notion that life is a straight journey from A to B is illusory. As we live, our thoughts wander this way and that. We spend a vast amount of thinking time processing past events and reflecting upon  our journeys. In the nineteen sixties, a documentary film was made about Bob Dylan's 1965 tour of England  It was called, "Don't Look Back" but in reality we all "look back". It happens every day. The preamble above simply foreshadows the main content of this blogpost - a memory. I picked it from the shelves of my personal library of memories that is of course embedded in my temporal lobe. It is one morning in September 1965 and I am riding on a double decker bus from my East Yorkshire village to the great metropolis of  Kingston-upon-Hull. I am excited and not a little nervous because this is going to be the first day of my secondary education. Back in April of that year and I had passed the critical "eleven p...