Sunday 27th August 2006

Today, the song that I have in my head is "Time in a bottle" by Jim Croce. Makes me want to have a little weep.

Lost my appetite and sense of taste too. Looks like I'll definitely have to go to the doctors, even my size 10 trousers are getting loose. I seem to have lost 2 stone in the last few months, even my friend Denise, last night noticed, I'd lost even more.

Looks like trouble is brewing at Blues. After being treated to a lovely evening out last Tuesday and bouyed up by a win, things went back to normal yesterday and we were beaten by Cardiff. Wonder how much longer Steve Bruce will be the manager for.

Friday 25th August 2006

Today the song I DID have was "Time of my life" by The Pointer Sisters but it has morphed into "Stepping out" - Joe Jackson. Who I really would love to see live......................*shrivels up waiting*

Having a fag in the garden, smelling autumn smells, sun sinking, bat whizzing overhead, then hearing the church bells practice. I live in Erdington?

Tuesday 15th August 2006

Today, the song that I have had in my head has been "You are my world" by The Communards.
Talking of which, you don't hear anything of Jimmy Somerville any more do you.

My neck hurts and I can't move it! *Whinges*

Well, looks like summer is already over. Just put the heating on for the first time in weeks. I didn't like the really hot weather but I did like waking up whilst everyone else was still asleep, just as the sun was rising and going outside with my first coffee of the day. The air would still be fresh, the birds singing their hearts out and flying, for what seemed the sheer joy of it.

Sunday 13th August 2006

Today, the song that I have had in my head has been "Everybody's talking at me" Glen Campbell.

Don't think I've talked about my cousin T before. He married F in 1988. Wonderful wedding in Aberdeen, meeting relations I hadn't seen for years - or ever met for that matter. All the stops were pulled out. Then things start to get a bit strange. T's Mum seems to have a real animosity towards F and her family. We all try to look on the other side - protective Mum. It turns out that F has manic depression. Something that her family - including her father who is high up in the medical world of Aberdeen - has either ignored or not told T about.
I don't really know much until I'm talking to T on the way back from a funeral. He tells me that at the moment she is going through a phase of having to wear a different coloured "clowns" wig depending on the day of the week. On through the years, she has been sectioned several times. the most recent was when he was called out from work as she wanted to fly from the top of one of the multi story car parks. He has also told me how he needed sleep 'cos she was talking at him...gibberish...but she wouldn't let him sleep, he HAD to hear what she was saying.
I did ask if she was on medication - yes she is, but she loves the high when she's not on it. Hence the multi story episode. She has had to be sectioned AND restrained because of her not taking her medication.
Little did I realise that me saying "I don't know how you can cope with it" would have such repurcussions. T's now looking to get divorced and has met K - who is lovely. When they came to Birmingham they spoilt me (for some reason)...Cafe Rouge and Bank!