Its been a fu fu fu fu funny old week

Fairly traumatic in some respects, but with the resulting reassessment of values & friendships I believe we have come off the wiser & stronger in spite of everything. A bit like the steel feeling needlessly tormented when it is put into the fire. If possible, my respect & admiration for Jude has grown & our love for each other has grown deeper if that is possible. Jude has lost what she thought was a dear friend, but found out in the process that things werent quite what they seemed. On the bright side, other friends have closed ranks & shown her just how much they appreciate & value her. For that, I thank you all. I have come out of it with a sense of humility over the way that she reacted to what essentially was a problem in her life that I caused.

We had a lovely day on Saturday going to Tauranga to visit Morticia, The Scary Fairy, Adman, The Whirly Dog & Merlin. A lovely day with a warm welcome from all bar Merlin. He just tolerates Morty, so we dont even get a look in. Was a bit of a murky trip home, with cloud piling up against the Waikato side of the Kaimai's. When we finally got under it all, we were treated to a most dramatic sunset. Luvly.

Hopefully I have 3 weeks of reasonably regular but long hours ahead of me. Ed is on holiday in Thailand, something he has been looking forward to & saving up for over two years. Hopefully he will be sober & straight enough to remember to come home. Still, if anyone else goes sick, I guess there will be the usual 3 way shuttle with me ending up goodness knows where .. Variety is the spice of life they say. My life is never dull anyway. I like that...

Got sent this by a dear friend

Apparently it was unposed & the commentator paused lost for words.. These guys gotta stop hangin out together I think...

An open letter to Mr Blobby

You are obviously paranoid about what I may or may not write. You have shown this by the amount of visits that you make to my site. You also protest the innocence of two other individuals. Their involvement in this is also shown by the number of visits they have made. You sir, are a fool & a coward.

You are a fool, because your hasty kneejerk reaction to my blog postings has cost you a loyal friend. Even now, after all you have done to her, she still respects the confidentialities of your friendship, but if I were you, I would think very carefully about any further actions. You are also a fool because you have blamed her for something that she knew absolutely nothing about. You see, although we are happily married, we are not joined at the hip & are capable of individual thought & action. Until she received your somewhat odious & hysterical letter, she actually knew nothing about what I had posted. Anything on this site is MY thoughts not hers. Starting to feel stupid yet ?

You are a coward because of the way you have chosen to deal with this matter. A somewhat hysterical letter forbidding any sort of contact whatsoever followed by a threatening phone call about something that once again she had nothing to do with. I do not take kindly to my wife being threatened with blackmail & black magic. You sir have crossed the line.

I have never claimed or sought your friendship. I have respected Jude's friendship with you to the point of fielding comments from acquaintances in town as to why my wife is being seen in the company of "That bloody great pouff" (Their words not mine) I have tolerated your constant monopolisation of her time, even to fielding phone calls from you while trying to sleep after working night shift.

Do not ring her & harass her ever again. I have told her to hang up on you should you do. Do not set foot on our property if I am not here . I have told her to call the police. If you have any issues with what I write, then take them up with ME. if you have any issues with what Morticia writes, take it up with HER.. We are both grown adults capable of fending for ourselves. Your actions in attacking my wife for what Morty & myself have done is, to me that of the lowest imaginable creature I can think of. I reiterate. Leave Jude alone. Be man enough to resolve your issues with ME or stay the hell out of our lives

Blobby blobby blobby

Who remembers Mr Blobby ?? You know, the Noel Edmonds Show, set in that delightful little village called Crinkly Bottom, with all the wacky characters & the gunge tank & the mystery guests & the "gotcha's" that invariably used to involve the appearance of our intrepid hero, Mr Blobby. All good clean harmless fun. Now why would Mr Blobby be on my mind to that degree I ask myself "

Happy Birthday Bob

Thankyou for all the music. Thankyou for opening my eyes to the real world as a teenager. Thankyou for sitting with me on a grassy bank in my dreams. Keep making the music & keep evolving. I never tire of listening to your music. Every time you play a song you play it slightly differently. That tells me that you play from the heart. I like that. Above all , thankyou for sharing your birthday with my brother in law.. And Queen Victoria.. It makes all three that much easier to remember. I like that...

The Fool On The Hill

I seem to be doing a lot of musical posts lately.. Not really sure why this song occurrred to me. 27 minutes spent reading my blog on the 4th occasion for one night huh ? Still I guess it beats ringing women up & abusing them.

Last Night I had the strangest Dream..

I dreamt That somehow or other I got to sit talk for an hour or so with the man.. Bob Dylan. Just the two of us sitting talking on a sunny, grassy hillside somewhere... I wasnt allowed to sit right up close to him, but about a meter away. Close enough for a good chat.. Funnily enough it wasnt about music either. I hadnt thought to bring any of the 50 of his albums that I have so that he could autograph it. So , I've been thinking.. If the chance occurs again, which album will I take, & will he actually sign it for me.


Probably this one I think..

People are Strange

Old Jim certainly got it right on that one. It really does surprise me as to just how many really strange people there are out there. You have to be really careful who you associate with. Its very sad also when someone has that little to do with their lives that they have to destroy other peoples friendships. Its even sadder when people who live outside social pales on more than one front heed these poor twisted souls & destroy a valued friendship with someone because of the actions of a third party. We miss you Jim....

Happy 15th wedding Anniversary

Well, on Thursday the 18th., Mrs Flattie had endured the slings & arrows of outrageous fortune involved with standing in the sight of God & promising in front of about 100 assorted people to spend her life with me for a grand total of 15 years. It has certainly been an interesting ride & I feel certain that there has been times when she has doubted her sanity in ever doing this, but we have endured. I guess that this is ample proof of the saying that whatever doesnt destroy you makes you strong.

We arent perfect, we know that, but we love each other dearly & this has in our experience proved to be sufficient glue to keep all the pieces together. I know we have our ups & downs but would just like to say that I love you dearly & thankyou for suffering me & my big mouth & self opinionated attitudes for so long

Assessment Day

Well me Mum got assessed today . It was mostly a quiz to see how much she is functioning in this world, its not a lot really.. 30 questions of such mentally challenging content as , Whats your name ?", "Where do you live?", "What is the date ?" & so forth. Mum got 6 right. I had heard a little of what she has been up to, but got the full story from her case worker. He is a really nice gentle & quiet sort of a chap, that really inspires confidence. It would seem that Mum has been wandering a lot & going into other patients room & getting angry when told that she has to leave, insisting that its her room. She is also starting to get stroppy with the staff when they help her undress for showering etc. Would appear that the Kowhai Wing is gonna be her new home, the secure wing. At least her one friend will be there too, as she got assessed today as well. Seems that she has about 2 or 3 years of mobility left then will probably end up bedridden & in the hospital wing. Not much to look forward to is it ? At least with her short term memory loss, she wont remember much of it. Not like us........

And this

Is where me Mum lives

Mothers Day in Retrospect

Well, that was Mothers Day.. Jude heard from all her kids which made her day, & worked her tush off to ensure that mine wasnt too traumatic. As promised, we uplifted my big sis Karen from the home & took her through to Paeroa to see my Mum. wasnt quite sure what we would find what with her senile dementia getting worse, but she was having a good day & was quite rational. We stayed for about an hour & a half & Mum chatted well, not even seeming to resent Karens presence as she does sometimes.

Karen came home for lunch at our place which went well. She aint very big, but Damn she can pack the food in.. About 2ish we had all had enough & Karen was starting to nod off in the lazyboy, so we took her home just in time for afternoon tea & the usual round of introductions that you get.. This is where she lives... Nice innit ?

When I go

This is how I want to go.....

talk about class & style. Not to mention ecologically conscious & environmentally friendly as well. having led a somewhat unconventional life I may as well go out in unconventional style. For music, I would like Cab Calloway singing "St James Infirmary Blues" & the Dubliners singing "Fiddlers Green" Not that I'm planning to slip my leash for a few years yet...

Mothers Day on Sunday. Will collect my sister from the home where she lives & take her through to Paeroa to the home where my Mum lives for a visit. Karen will love that.... I guess I will survive it. I love Jude dearly & can talk to her no problems at all, but sometimes I wish i had a rational mother , or a "normal" sister that I could sit down & talk to about things... Sometimes its tough being me... Not that I'm being introspective or feeling sorry for myself of course..

"We got them out"

Right up there with "We knocked the bugger off" yeah, onya guys, ya done good

While painting it black revisited

I ended up doing the Paeroa run in the morning & Waihi in the afternoon yesterday. This was because Phillip had one of his semi regular MDO's & Ed volunteered to cover for him because he thought there was 2 pallets of books to be hand unloaded.. Poor lad.. His weekend excesses must have been such that he had forgotten that he had actually helped pick them up on Friday. It was a cruisy day.

Anyway, on the morning Paeroa run, I had a delivery to the street in Paeroa where my mum lives in a rest home.. Was a residential.. The door was answered by your typical male teenager. You know, cracky voice & a face full of pimples that you could play connect the dots with. He signed for the parcel & I walked away reflecting on a society that has male teens that are happy to wander off to school with their fingernails painted black.... I must be gettin old I think...

Once in a Lifetime

I have occasionally seen double rainbows like the one pictured above, but tonight I was awarded a rare privelege. As i was leaving work, I happened to look up at the hills behind town & saw not one, not two , but THREE rainbows.. And beautiful full colour well formed ones at that. Another sight to add to my large collection of visual memories good & bad stored in my head that I drag out every once in a while on a wet day.....

Paint it Black

Well , we survived the Gay pagan thing..... Just... Very difficult to keep a straight face when kids are talking & one says, "We got two wizards here an one fairy.. I counted more fairys than that... Dunno about you but I see summink very wrong with a 9 year old boy wearing one of his Mum's old crocheted top with a wilted set of fairy wings safety pinned on the back.. But then again, I'm just an old Hippy with a very strange view on life. But i wasn't impressed when this very loud & overweight woman, who claims to be a practicing witch, didnt even know what the word "Pantheistic" meant.. I am by the way..

Anyway, on to the real reason for the title.. There is something to be said for belting along in a truck at 4.00 AM with the stereo belting out that old Stones classic .. Does it for me anyway...