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D is for Damp Loft. Blog 200901072255


Blog 200901072255

D is for Damp Loft. Blog 200901072255

Wednesday 7th January 2009, Brighton, England.

This blog is turning out to be resistant to being written. I guess I might find out why, one day. I am trying to learn to touch type with blutac on the keys to teach the fingers which keys to hit. Its not easy but I feel that if there is to be any future in this blogging thing I wll have to learn. Perhaps I should leave the mistakes?

Lets notl gr=et to deep into that. This is the snow at greenport.

Yesterday we went to the gym I hate to think how long it has been.

Pilates is a realatively stress free exercice, but somhow managed to grt stressed.

Mind you perhaps I wasn't well. Any away I went to bed early [that is, in the afternoon]. Today I moved some boxes for Daisy then went to my physical therapist. I have back, shoulder, hip, knee and elbow problems. Really his job is cut out to do anything for me. But, ignoring the enormity of the task, he gainly battles on, against all odds. Today he was trying to resolve why I have gastric reflux at night. After much prodding, poking, massaging, needing, and pulling and pushing, he determined it was the bottom valve of the stomach which was at fault. At least due in part to my having had my spleen out. And also my gall bladder – so I have problems with fats. Any way to cut a long story short, I need to do a clense. 24 hrs of grapes, 24 hours of grapes and other soft fruit, thenSoups, and gradually onto solids again!!! … … … and no more pizzas like today.

I showed it to Daisy, she said there was no food in it, and to tell him next time I see him. [She sees him too, so it was a tease.] So then I watched TV and, as usual, left the blog until the last moment. So after this its off to bed. … … … having read this paragraph again – 2/10 for using so, so many times. … … … or should that be an attempt for the Guinness book of records?

No one seemed to moan about the double posting from posting in google as a cc. When I put it in as a bcc, no echo. There's a lot going on with the internet that I don't understand.

Had to move my journals out of the loft. Who's ever heard of a damp roof? And trust me to find one. This is a couple of boxes of handwritten journals – irreplaceable. I had to rescue them, while leaving expensive cases etc behind! They are now frying on the radiators.

This is almost easier than keeping journals – just need to learn to touchtype. Becase I sure as hell don't aant to keep looking down. But the cloud is less risk of beinglost as long as you back uup in different parts of the cloud. For instance, apart from anything, I cross post to other blogs so if a blog goes down I don't loose everything. When I say lost I also mean destroyed [by damp etc]. I want the Eric Brighton Blog to last forever, even if no-one reads it. At least it will prove the resilience of the internet --- it is really difficult to eradicate all traces of oneself on the internet. Let me know if you have any interesting results when you google your name.

Daisy and I are going to live in France soon, did I tell you? So all; this agro over damp lofts is not needed!! I've finished a bottle of wine so now I'm on the port. Had brandy earlier. Try to just have a shot of each, well 3 shots of wine! I'm going to have a final smoke in a miute. Of course my physical therapist wants me to give up both! - will one day. I once gave up drinking for 4 years so I believe I can do it, when the time is right.

I really am off now.

Good Night and Happy Day everybody.

Eric.

 

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