Someone left a Crepe out in the rain

[BeachysSandyFlipFlops]

Here we go, ready for the Autumn.....

Teenage party not going so well

I'm firing them out at a rate of knots. The thing is it has always been a good, catchy little idea so I've revived it periodically!

Poppy, I had a slightly similar situation with my mum a while ago. Not quite as awful, though (separate awfulness came later). Huge sympathies.

Stropps how's things? And Beachy how goes it?

MrsW what a pain having to wait.

Poppy, your situation sounds terribly hard to manage. Is that right, that your dmum looked after ddad until she broke the leg? That's amazing I think. Must be so hard for you. I know it probably feels as if it will never end, and no wonder you want to run away. The way I deal with dad is to give myself a whole hour ( at least! Usually during fastladywalk ) not to think about them and to listen to audiobook or women's hour or something. You almost have to gift it to yourself, as I know how those thoughts fill your every moment. It's the only way I can stay sane and not just hide away somewhere lovely like GGGs house ( I had that dream , last night!!)

Stropps, how are things going in Stroppsworld then? Hope you have had a decent day at work, without annoying interruptions . Ho hum.

Back to see Dad today, and by some miracle , they have got him off the O2 . He was on 2l and now doing great on nothing. Mum is beside herself with joy at the progress at last. He is supposed to be in this place with OT working with him, for a week. actually it is really until they can arrange a Package of Care for him at home. Rails , and handles and such. mother made a catsbumface at the idea of rails.
Am relieved .

That's great news, Cremo! You can treat yourself tonight and celebrate a little

Thank you!
Marvellous news Crem, I laughed at catsbumface, my DDad does a pretty good impression of that too 😡. He's announced that their money is HIS for when he needs a NH, heaven help me!

I guess getting older is shite when the body/brain refuse to cooperate (my DCs have been firmly told to shoot me), but adding bloody mindedness to it isn't helping my sanity!

Off to try lady-amble with earphones and podcast, might even pick some blackberries me thinks 😋

Blackberries Poppy yum - is their a crumble coming? Sympathies re aged parents.

Crem - great news re DDad - does that mean he can come home soon?

MI - well done on the article

Stropps dare I ask if any news from DD?

Have chopped chili and inadvertently touched mouth - not a good idea.

Please excuse abysmal grammar "there" not "their". I will no longer post on my phone whilst cooking. Second huge grammar lapse in as many days.

Great news re dad, Crem. My DPs' house is now positively bristling with rails, raised toilet seats, pressure cushions, devices to put your socks on, etc. And, of course, the high-octane thrill of the chairlift.

I have got a massively bloated belly, and have had for a couple of weeks. Saw my osteopath today, who considering my wheat problems said I should try the paleo diet. Would have the side-effect of shedding some of this disgusting flab that has accrued. I have horribly dimply inner arms and sides, which is a new thing over the past couple of months...

How about colonic irrigation Herbs? My BFF had it recently and said it made her feel so much better. Apparently we should all be pooing 3x a day She also had allergy testing and apparently she is not allergic to anything, but needs to cut back on tea, coffee and alcohol - I fear I would come out the same!

stropps no idea if this will help, but when I was a stroppy teenager my Dad said a couple of things to me:

1: there are 2 types of people in this world - those to whom life happens and those who make life happen; and

2: Life.owes.you.nothing.

They've stuck with me and overall, pretty good advice I think - I've always assumed that whatever I do and however life turns out it is my responsibility and there is no-one I can blame.

PS This can mean I have a pretty poor bedside manner if I think people need to get a grip !!

Yay, Crem, fab news about your dad. Apart from the grim-sounding ward.

Beachy, I am so sorry to hear about ds. It's draining and miserable. I hope things start to get better soon.

No news from dd. She hasn't been in touch since that convo yesterday.

One of my colleagues told me that one of her dd's friends lasted just 2 hours at university. Didn't even unpack.

Oh JustMe, how I wish dd would listen to any kind of straight talking. She has a great gift for closing her ears to that kind of thing. Trust me, I've never held back with the home truths. But she is immune to taking them on board. Sadly, I fear she will always insist on learning things the absolute hardest way.

Stropps, I know it's not the same league of issue but that's my frustration with dd1. I'm pretty sure she will have passed her resit because she did eventually revise. But why an intelligent girl can't work out that revising before the first exam is a better strategy is beyond me. She got through school by crashing at every set of mocks and then pulling it out of the bag for the real thing. There are no mocks at uni.

Still tomorrow will be d day and then I can stop whinging -I'm sorry to have gone on about it when it's nowhere near the scale of problem you have been facing. Thanks for being so welcoming and understanding. I'm not normally this needy.

Ah, MrsW, it's all relative. And anyway, you're not being in the slightest bit needy. All the best for tomorrow. The wait must be horrible.

So what would happen if you simply left her to it?

At that age I would have been severely irritated if my parents had tried to interfere.

Tricky for you I think.

Alternatively, you could send her to a Finishing School and hope she marries well

BTW, I really, really want to know the topic of MI's article. Surely I'm not the only one?

Oh I pretty much am trying to leave her to it. But unfortunately there are diagnosed MH issues and some complicated history which make things not straightforward. I agree that at that age I just went off and got on with it. But times have changed, and she is not me.

God, so many people having a shit time of it one way and another, with work, aged parents and annoying offspring.

DD1 is now on a "care package" from school to help her get her act together and stop her failing. Please God let it work. It also involves us paying an extortionate sum for a tutor in "organisational skills". Hopefully this will be for a few weeks and not the whole fucking school year.

BTM - I met someone at a party once who was a colonic irrigation practitioner. She said she could always tell gay men and women who were into bum sex, as the tube slid in as easily as into an old sock. With virgin bums, there was more resistance.

Work is awful and I can't do anything right. I am not allowed to simply get on with my job, the thing I have to do is make a huge fuss about What I Am Doing Now and make sure everyone knows. My perfectly competent older colleague has completely lost his confidence and has been asking me to check his work for him. Oh and we've recruited yet another thrusting young man to join all the others...

Ok - sorry if I was a bit blunt.

Is there a support network @ uni she can tap in to - I'm guessing yes - how easy is it to join in?

Eww to colonic irrigation. Nature didn't design us to have a tube stuck up our jacksies.

Hattie - it took more than a single venison pie to make my trousers so tight. Weight has been creeeeping on for the past couple of years. Early meno didn't help.

No news is surely good news, Strops.

Poppy - my sympathy - you have it coming at you from all sides. I'm very fortunate that, being one of the younger crepeys, I have relatively spritely DPs (DM is currently hiking in the Pyranees). But it's coming, it's coming.....

Creem - good too hear that DDad is perking up. I guess DM is finding it hard to face up to unsightly rails and other such evidence of diminishing capability - it can't be ignored once it's stuck all over the house.

DD1 has just announced that she's supposed to bring cakes into school....tomorrow. Early morning stopoff at Tesco, then.

No, you speak a lot of sense, Justme......we love blunt on the crepey thread!

There will be lots of help that she could get, and it would be very easy for her to access it, I would imagine. But she doesn't want to get any of it. This has been an ongoing theme for several years. She would like a fairy godmother to zip in and fix everything. And I suspect she has stopped taking her medication, because she was extremely shifty when I asked her about it yesterday. Sadly, today I have also just had to clear a debt that someone has been chasing her for at our address. And she lied about this to me (flat-out denying that she owed any money) and had repeatedly refused to take calls from this company when she was still here.

I don't think colonic irrigation is a good idea. You can get a perforated bowel. Please don't.

My feature is on 'births, marriages and deaths' - those jobs where your daily work involves the things that your clients/patients/whatever experience as huge markers in their day. What's it like when you spend the day being thanked (or not) by people with tears in their eyes - people who will remember this day, and possibly you personally, forever...and you go home for dinner? And on to the next one tomorrow?

I've been fascinated by the whole thing for years, really since my own first lot of midwives. And unlike many others I've gone on thinking hell, this is a good feature idea that would work. Finally someone agrees!