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Busy but ……

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 20, 2014

I have found that my electrical services have been in great demand this week after a spell of getting few requests. I didn’t mind getting little work lately as I haven’t been well enough to do much anyway. Today, that is Thursday, I  had a job to do in the afternoon and everything went well enough until that is I got back home. I felt awful and had to take a couple of headache pills. At this moment I must be still under the influence of some bug, a cold maybe and don’t feel I am 100%  with it. It will pass though and I am taking work as it comes along. One of the tasks I had at work today was to replace a single power socket with a twin version which meant digging out the wall to accommodate the larger box for it to screw to. I attempted to isolate the power supply before beginning the work. I removed what should have been the right fuse (it was an old board not fitted with circuit breakers) but the circuit remained live. Replacing that fuse and removing another made no difference, the circuit remained live. I removed the only remaining fuse that could possibly supply the circuit and still the circuit remained live! Someone had split the power circuit wiring in the fuse board so that two fuses were controlling the one circuit. Dangerous! I corrected the problem and finally I could isolate the circuit with just the one fuse, as it should be. I have come across this kind of fault on a couple of occasions in the past and I shudder to think that there must be other households with the same problem unbeknown to the householder. I had that job done quite quickly and did a couple of other things before I left to drive the ten miles back home. So my working day was over and I was trying to relax at home nursing my headache when checking my mobile phone for any messages I discovered I had missed a call though I know for certain my phone hadn’t rung at the time when the caller had called. They left a message though and I was able to call them back. It was too late to do the job I was asked to do and I made arrangements to do it the following morning. I seem to get this problem fairly often with my mobile service, people call me and have to resort to leaving a message because my phone didn’t ring when they made the call. Obviously my phone is unable to connect with the system in each and every location I find myself in and I miss calls requesting my services that I could easily accommodate. I sometimes wonder why I pay for a service that isn’t 100% available. Fortunately my customers do leave messages or call me later on my house phone.

Shirley Anne

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Lagging behind?

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 19, 2014

English: Copper pipes with and without insulat...

Copper pipes with and without insulation, above ceiling tile.

A few weeks ago I purchased a box of insulation material with which to re-lag as much of the pipework in the cellar, most of which is suspended from the ceiling or near to the ceiling but on the walls. I haven’t had the time to use it since then until now. The box contained 48 lengths of pipe lagging each one metre in length which would be enough to re-lag that part of the insulation that was practically falling off through deterioration. Last year I managed to replace much of the old insulation with some lagging I had acquired years ago that I had stored away for use in the future. Unfortunately there wasn’t enough to do every pipe in the cellar so I had to purchase some. I did want to purchase two boxes and replace everything but one box alone cost me over £100 and at the time I couldn’t afford to buy two. I usually use my disposable income when buying things for the home but I had spent quite a lot during the weeks prior. Anyway I was at a bit of a loose end on Wednesday having no scheduled electrical work so I asked E if she wanted to assist me in fitting some new pipe insulation in the room we call the laundry though there are three chest freezers in there besides the washing machine! The circulation pipes which heat the water cylinder in the bathroom run through that room on the ceiling and two other pipes associated with and part of the central heating system also run through the room at ceiling height. All the insulation on these pipes required replacing. The hardest part in some places was that of removing the old insulation but fitting the new insulation was difficult in places as the pipes are located too close to one another. We spent about two and a half hours before the job was done but that is only one room, five other rooms need attention, two of them have a lot of pipes to re-lag and three not as much. This is one of those jobs that always seem to take a back seat in the pecking order of jobs to be done with me but when E is there to help we get them out-of-the-way. After we had finished what needed to be done in that room I gave the carpet a treat and vacuumed it! It isn’t often the carpets in the cellar get vacuumed. Only two rooms and the hallway down there are carpeted. The boiler room and the workshop room have bare floors. We will get around to re-lagging the rest of the pipes in the next couple of weeks, time permitting, though I may have to purchase another box first.

Shirley Anne

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One down but a few more to come……

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 18, 2014

Laughter

Laughter (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

On Tuesday morning I went to look at a job but when there I discovered it was far more involved than what I was led to believe, I turned it down. In reality I could see the problems I would have had, the time it would have taken and the price the customer was prepared to pay and it just wasn’t worth the effort. The problem was a lack of power outlets in a very small kitchen crammed with appliances which had not been catered for when the kitchen was refurbished a few years ago. There was a boiler which didn’t have a dedicated supply and was plugged into one of the only two twin sockets in the room. The cooker hood was plugged into the other half of the twin socket. The other twin socket across the room had a multi-outlet socket plugged into one half and an extension lead plugged into the other half! Then there was the washing machine which although had been plugged into a socket beneath the units that socket was wired with an underrated flexible cable that had to be plugged into the first twin socket by removing the cooker hood plug. Whoever had wired the kitchen hadn’t a clue as to the amount of power outlets that should have been provided. The room walls were tiled of course so any additional circuitry would necessitate their removal in places, that is if access to the walls was possible. Built-in units prevented access beneath the worktops and much of the walls above were covered with cupboards too. Adding to the problems of course were a laminated floor covering and a bathroom in the room above which made it almost impossible to install extra wiring. It isn’t easy being an electrician working in a domestic situation sometimes and this electrician wasn’t prepared to get involved. Even for a young person the job wasn’t easy, let alone someone of my age who is supposed to be semi-retired. Now you know why I only take on small jobs. It meant I had to return home as I had no other work scheduled for the day. The day wasn’t wasted though and after a cup of coffee and a chat with E I set about doing one of the small jobs at home that had been niggling me to get out-of-the-way for some weeks. That was duly dispatched within an hour or so and then it was time for lunch. I took the rest of the day off. Whilst preparing my ‘late’ lunch our next-door neighbour telephoned and asked this question, ‘Have you had yours done yet’? I immediately responded with, ‘Yes, I had mine done twelve years ago’. It was all she could do but break down with laughter. She even hung up accidentally because she was in stitches laughing. She called back a minute later and explained the reason for the question. She was referring to the survey we are expecting by the local authority with regards to our domestic waste water. They are checking that our (and everyone’s) pipe system is connected to the correct drains. We have been expecting a visit but they seem not to be in any hurry about it. I am always making Pam, our neighbour, laugh. Little did she know that I was referring to my gender surgery which I had exactly to the day twelve years ago when I answered her question. I did subsequently mention that no, we hadn’t had the survey done when she called. There’s never a dull moment in our house. I am now thinking about the other jobs that need doing.

Shirley Anne

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Beginning of a better week

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 17, 2014

An extension lead/multiplug.

An extension lead/multiplug. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Well after last week’s episode this week is beginning to look far better. It is late Monday afternoon as I write this and I have not long returned home after finishing work for the day. I had two jobs the first of which was a part-rewiring of an extension to the side of a house. It was one of those jobs which had been done by someone who had a very basic understanding of electrical circuitry and safety. Lights and extension sockets wired in flexible cables not suited for the job. It was a case of ‘we’ll run an extension lead to supply another outlet out of which we’ll plug-in another lead’. It all had to come out and be wired correctly. The job took about three and a half hours all told. I then had to drive a few miles into the countryside to a little village in order to replace a lighting fitting in a kitchen and found that the switch controlling it required replacing too. It didn’t take me too long to complete those jobs after which it was then time to return home for a snack that would tide me over until our evening meal. Fortunately I do have a decent breakfast, most often of porridge and fruit which keeps me going throughout the day. I often miss lunch when out working so it is well that I eat a breakfast. No sooner had I arrived home when I received another offer of work. This job was to re-site an under unit power outlet for a washing machine. Evidently the existing one is liable to or has been subject to water spillage recently and consequently is dangerous to use. I shall know more in the morning when I go there. After my recent dry spell of work and I beginning to get more. As long as the jobs are not too involved and I can find time for myself I will be happy. At this point I am not sure what the rest of the week will have in store for me but at least I now feel fit enough to cope with it. There are some minor tasks I wish to get out-of-the-way at home too, the little things that will play on my mind if I don’t do them soon. Once those are out-of-the-way I will be ready to restart work on the bigger projects, a little at a time of course and some of that work is good weather dependent so it may take some time to do! There is nothing worse for me than knowing that jobs need to be done and not being in a fit state to do them because I am ill. Thankfully I don’t fall ill too often.

Shirley Anne

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End of a bad week

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 16, 2014

Last week was bad and only got better at the end. Regular readers will have read my previous posts as to the reasons why so I won’t repeat it here. On Friday afternoon I had to make the journey into Liverpool again, this time to have my sutures removed. The plan was to have that done and then go to a favourite place in the city to have a late lunch. E drove me there, which is just as well for I was taking her out to lunch too! The nurse arrived at 2 o’clock, about ten minutes after we had gotten there. It took her some time to remove the sutures for there were more than forty of them! Now you know why I was glad to have them go because they had made combing my hair somewhat difficult. It also meant that we left the clinic a little later than we had expected. We were finally able to leave just after 3 o’clock and we drove through town to our destination not far from the Pier Head and the river.

The Three Graces, Liverpool as seen from the M...

The Three Graces, Liverpool as seen from the Mersey Ferry. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

E hadn’t dined in this particular pub/restaurant previously and I guess she was looking forward to it, however, by the time we got there they had stopped serving meals. We learned that we had only missed their closing time by a few minutes. The staff apologised but showed us the location of another eatery close-by so we walked the short distance and entered a completely different kind of establishment altogether, one very much more basic. Both are located a short distance behind the famous buildings in this picture and about a mile from the clinic beyond and to the right of this picture. As we were by this time rather hungry we decided to stay anyway and eat. The place was full though I have to say and many were eating. It was obviously popular. The menu was surprisingly very good  and whilst E found us a table I placed the order at the bar, We had both chosen sirloin steaks. We waited but fifteen minutes and the food was served. It was delicious. I wouldn’t normally have chosen this place to dine in and probably won’t visit again. Our place of choice is a far nicer establishment. After finishing our meal we went to a local coffee-house to have a Cappuccino as we had plenty of time left on the parking meter. We could have had a coffee in the pub but E wanted somewhere quieter. The pub had been rather noisy but not overly so. We stopped for fuel on the way home but E had chosen a station only a few miles out of Liverpool where the fuel prices were much lower than nearer home. It didn’t much matter for when it came to pay I gave her my debit card. The day had been nice despite everything. Now if my readers will remember that on the previous Saturday I was going to install the replacement hot water pump and extend the existing wiring for the tank thermostat to control it. E and I did both on Saturday, that is I installed it all and she helped me here and there. At last then things are getting back to normal and maybe I will be able to get some of the other projects completed soon. There is no hurry to do any of them and I won’t be overdoing it when I resume working on them. This weekend has been much better than the previous one.

Shirley Anne

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Arachnids

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 15, 2014

‘I saw a mouse — where? There on the stair
Where on the stair? Right there
A little mouse with clogs on — well, I declare
Going clip-clippety-clop on the stair – oh yeah’

Words from an old song called ‘A windmill in old Amsterdam‘. I did see a mouse, two of them but they weren’t on the stair or even in the house, they were disturbed when we were digging in the garden removing the mound earlier this year. (Search ‘mound’ to find post). We had discovered evidence of there having been a mouse in the cellar though and the event prompted me to construct an electric mouse trap. Actually it was designed to kill any rodent quickly and humanely if they entered it. As it turned out we never had further problems and the trap was never triggered. Since then other work I have done prevents any mice from being able to enter the house. That work was blocking the old doorway with bricks a few weeks ago, work that is part of the garden toilet project I hope to complete one day! This post though is not about mice but about spiders, spiders that are almost as big as mice! I was sitting quietly at home one evening this past week watching the television and I notice out of the corner of my eye what appeared to be a shadow moving along the floor in front of fireplace and disappearing beneath the television glass table. At first I thought it was a mouse but on investigation it turned out to be a huge spider. Now our house is full of spiders, especially in the cellar and though we see them from time to time in the upstairs rooms they are never usually very large. This one however bucked that trend. I called E into the room to see it hiding under the television table. Catching it would be awkward but catching it was preferable to killing it for we normally catch them if we can and put them outside the house. The cellar ones don’t get that consideration and are dispatched quickly if we see them. I had to resort to using the vacuum cleaner to get it and when I opened the cleaner I discovered it hadn’t survived the experience. It wasn’t the largest spider I have encountered in this house but the prize has to go to one that appeared in our former home which really was something to see. It could have filled and covered my hand if I had have been that way inclined to let it. During certain times in the year we are constantly having to remove webs from furniture and walls but we never seem to see the spiders weaving them. I guess they do it during the night. Recent news reports state that we may expect an invasion of foreign spiders who, not like most of our native varieties, are able to bite and cause injury if cornered. Not if I can get them first!

Shirley Anne

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Wanna larf ?

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 14, 2014

The best Ryanair complaint letter we’ve ever seen

on in Travel

Because having a relaxing holiday doesn’t have to cost the Earth…

Ryanair Complaint Letter

It’s no secret that we think Michael O’Leary is a complete tool. And we know we spend a lot of time harping on at you to  ditch the plane and take the train instead. But this hilarious letter from James Lockley to Ryanair really does sum up how frustrating and stressful taking a flight can be. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did…

Dear Sir/Madam,

I am writing for the attention of your customer experience team. I am definitely a customer, and believe me, you didn’t fail in providing us with an experience.

My wife and I had booked to fly from Stansted on the Thursday 17th April, evening flight to Bratislava. After 2 hours of fun, fun, fun, stuck on the M25 doing 20 mph, we arrived at Stansted check-in with just one hour until the flight. Knowing the strict Ryan Air policy on ‘check-in closes 40 mins before the flight’ as you are the Low Fare Taxi of The Skies, we went straight to the Ryan Air assistant and explained our plight. She said we were still within the time and all would be fine but we had to make the attendant at check in aware and he would assist from there.

We approached the attendant as instructed and explained. Unfortunately, in the main part, due to him being a child, and forgetting to bring his mother to work, he heard only half of the words before his brain fell apart like a wet cake. He led us to the line for closing gates, advised we should wait and all would be ok. We stood patiently in the line for 20 minutes. We got to the front of the line and the lady, who we shall from this point refer to as Vacant, explained that she had literally just that second closed the flight and we had missed it. We complained that we had done as instructed and she said it was the child’s fault because he should have advised her that we were trying to board a closing flight and that because he hadn’t told her it was therefore our fault we had missed the plane.

Confused by this process of blame apportioning, another check-in clerk, who we shall refer to as Not That Bright, tried to blame us for not responding to the last call for the flight as we should have made ourselves known. I argued that the last call had not been made. Not That Bright then questioned Vacant on whether she had done a final call. Vacant did what she does best and looked, well,…… After establishing that the child had not informed Vacant we were here, and Vacant had forgotten to do a last call and that all of this was irreversible, and my fault, Not That Bright and Vacant conferred to agree this was not a problem they wished to deal with and told us to get in a very, very long line of very, very unhappy people at the quite wrongly titled ‘Customer Services Counter’ as it was in fact a Customer Shouting Desk. We complained and requested the attention of a manager.

Out came Colin, a man so angry all his hair had literally fallen out. He was so aggressive I can only assume he had accidentally inserted something sharp into somewhere private and been unable to remove it before he came to work. He was definitely a middle Gimp. I know this as Vacant and Not That Bright were clearly quite scared of him, and he can’t have been a Big Cheese as he was talking directly to customers and we all know from the papers that no-one in Big Cheese management at Ryan Air has ever seen, let alone spoken to an actual customer.

Middle Gimp had clearly listened hard at Ryan Air Middle Gimp school as he managed to take two perfectly calm and sane adults and in a matter of seconds reduce them to angry people considering violence.

‘Check-in opens 3 hours before the flight’ he barked repeatedly as if it was the answer to every question in life. We tried to ask Middle Gimp direct questions about why it was necessary for us to miss the flight because the Child had forgotten to do his job, and Vacant had forgotten to do hers.

‘Why is this our fault, and why should we miss the flight because Ryan Air staff have admitted they made errors?.

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

‘Do you acknowledge we have just cause for complaint as we tried to do the right thing and the only reason we are not on the plane is because of communication failures with Ryan Air Staff?’

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

‘What colour are my trousers?’

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

‘Do you think economic sanctions on Russia will diffuse the escalating situation in Ukraine?’

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

‘Were Man Utd right to fire David Moyes?’

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

‘My tinkle is hurting, could you take a look if I promise not to tell anyone?’

‘Check-in opens three hours before the flight’

Middle Gimp then conferred with Vacant and Not That Bright, and agreed that this was all our fault as we should have noticed that Child had made an error and we should have called the flight ourselves to assist Vacant in doing her job because she was clearly busy being, well,…… Middle Gimp then insisted we go to customer the Customer Shouting Desk, as he was definitely not going to do anything else. This was handy as the queue was very long so that by the time we would reach the front the plane would be half way to Bratislava and the problem would be solved.

We waited patiently in line as customer after customer stood at the desk to hear the same song;

‘No, no, I can’t do that, no, there are no Middle Gimps available, no, no, sorry, no, give me all your money’

We got to the Customer Shouting Desk and explained our plight to the lady there (who was actually very nice and clearly should not be working for Ryan Air as a result). She apologised but explained that Middle Gimp had finished being angry for the day and had returned to his padded cage and there were no other Middle Gimps around. We would have to book in to the flight for the next day and we would have to pay £110 each to change the ticket. When she tried to re-book the flight she said that the flight we had tried to get was actually delayed by 1 hour and still at the air port and that what we should do is run to the gate with all our luggage, she would call through and they would check our bags into the hold at the gate. We ran as fast as we could, which is not very fast because I am fat, to security to do as instructed. Security advised us that because our flight should have left, even though it hadn’t, the ticket machine would not open the barrier for us and we would need to return to the Customer Shouting Desk.

We waited patiently in the very long queue yet again for about 40 minutes to discover the nice lady had also gone home now so we had to explain the whole thing again to a new lady that looked like all the joy had been removed from her life at birth. She recited the Ryan Air customer services song with a sterling level of apathy and dreariness, I am surprised she could muster the will just to breathe and stay alive.

‘No, no, I can’t do that, no, there are no Middle Gimps available, no, no, sorry, no, give me all your money’

She recited it with perfection, Middle Gimps across the world would have been in awe and the effectiveness of the techniques taught in Middle Gimp School. Seeing no other option but to hand over all our cash and come back the next morning we happily paid and got new flights.

As the new flight was at 6.25am in the morning we decided to get a hotel, we paid £79 for a room and got a taxi.

So, our customer experience was insightful and liberating. From the incompetent Child with a brain so full of girls and Vauxhall Corsa modifications he couldn’t actually listen or speak, through Vacant and Not That Bright who decided on reflection that anything they did wrong was our fault for not pointing it out to them, right through Middle Gimp who made a Tasmanian Devil look calm and Zen like, and the sad one, oh so sad, having every last drop of life sucked out of her by her chosen career at the Ryan Air Customer Shouting Desk. I very nearly jumped over the desk just to give her a cuddle and tell her everything would be alright if she could just muster the will to leave the Ryan Air Customer Shouting Desk and find a more fulfilling job, like starting the very first Israeli pork pie factory, or being a parking attendant in Tower Hamlets, or in fact just resigning herself to a slow and uncomfortable death would have been indistinguishable from the current position and would require much less effort.

The net result of this ‘experience’ was;

New Flights – £220
Hotel £79
Taxi x 2 £50 
Worlds most expensive sandwich in the only hotel we could get £35

1 x significant breach of Tort Law (2008 as quoted by Lord Atkin) by Ryan Air, Google it, it’s a cracking read. I will leave you to decide the monetary value of this.

1 x very angry and upset wife, in particular with Middle Gimp for being so unbelievably rude.

1 x Missed wedding reception for our Slovakian family (sorry, forgot to mention this nugget earlier) who all turned up from all over the country to see us for an event we were forced to miss, because Child and Vacant are clueless at best and Middle Gimp has anger management issues.

So, thank you Ryan Air for a comfortable and enjoyable experience. I have watched a program called the news so I fully expect this to land on the desk of the customer services team underneath the empty bottles and sandwich wrappers that you also file there. You treated us badly, you cost us money and made us miss our wedding reception through a display of incompetence I have not seen since Greece was allowed to have money and a cheque book.

I sincerely doubt you will do anything about this, compensate us, apologise, or even respond according to the news, so I have sent this recorded and sign for delivery to absolutely confirm my opinion of Ryan Air and that it is not just ‘lost in the post’

Regards

You bunch of…………….

DJ Lockley

P.S. Maybe Middle Gimp in particular, but Child, Not That Bright, and Vacant should purchase one of your reasonable priced tickets and go to Slovakia (assuming they were actually allowed on the plane. The Ryan Air employees there are smart, clever, bilingual, helpful, and polite and they should in my opinion experience an example of how they should do their job. The Slovak staff could explain it to them, but they wouldn’t be able to understand it, so it may be a waste of time after all.

End of article

The mind boggles though I have to add E and I have had similar experiences but nothing anywhere near to these. I am sure many others will have had some too.

Shirley Anne

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Life after death

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 13, 2014

Is There Life After Death? Study Suggests

Consciousness Continues After Heartbeat Stops

Posted: 08/10/2014 11:27 BST Updated: 5 hours ago

Is there such a thing as life after death?

While this was once a question pondered by philosophers and religious groups, scientists are now seriously considering the possibility that consciousness can continue after a person has been clinically diagnosed as dead.

A large-scale study involving 2,060 patients from 15 hospitals in the UK, USA and Austria has found that patients experience real events for up to a three-minute period after their heart has stopped beating.

Dr Sam Parnia, assistant professor of critical care medicine and director of resuscitation research at the State University of New York and a former research fellow at the University of Southampton, said it was previously thought only hallucinatory events were experienced in these circumstances.

These are normally described as out-of-body experiences (OBEs) or near-death experiences (NDEs).

The Awareness during Resuscitation (Aware) study, sponsored by the University of Southampton, used objective markers to establish whether the experiences were real or hallucinatory.

The results showed that 39% of patients who survived cardiac arrest described a perception of awareness but did not have explicit recall.

A total of 46% experienced a broad range of mental recollections, 9% had experiences compatible with NDEs and 2% exhibited full awareness compatible with OBEs with explicit recall of “seeing” and “hearing” events.

One man in particular, a 57-year-old social worker from Southampton, was reported to have given a “very credible” account of what was happening in the room during the three minutes that he was “clinically dead”.

The man could describe the movements of the doctors and nurses in the room with uncanny accuracy. He told the researchers he felt he was standing in the corner of the room, observing the medical staff resuscitate him.

Dr Parnia said: “This is significant, since it has often been assumed that experiences in relation to death are likely hallucinations or illusions, occurring either before the heart stops or after the heart has been successfully restarted, but not an experience corresponding with ‘real’ events when the heart isn’t beating.

“In this case, consciousness and awareness appeared to occur during a three-minute period when there was no heartbeat.

“This is paradoxical, since the brain typically ceases functioning within 20-30 seconds of the heart stopping and doesn’t resume again until the heart has been restarted.

“Furthermore, the detailed recollections of visual awareness in this case were consistent with verified events.

“Thus, while it was not possible to absolutely prove the reality or meaning of patients’ experiences and claims of awareness, (due to the very low incidence – 2% – of explicit recall of visual awareness or so-called OBEs), it was impossible to disclaim them either and more work is needed in this area.

“Clearly, the recalled experience surrounding death now merits further genuine investigation without prejudice.”

Research psychologist at Nottingham Trent University Dr David Wilde, is currently gathering data on out-of-body experiences in an attempt to discover a pattern.

Speaking to The Telegraph, he said: “Most studies look retrospectively, 10 or 20 years ago, but the researchers went out looking for examples and used a really large sample size, so this gives the work a lot of validity.

“There is some very good evidence here that these experiences are actually happening after people have medically died.

“We just don’t know what is going on. We are still very much in the dark about what happens when you die and hopefully this study will help shine a scientific lens onto that.”

The study was published in the journal Resuscitation.

End of article……………..

Paradise: Ascent of the Blessed

Paradise: Ascent of the Blessed (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The problem I find with this argument is that it speaks about the conscious mind and nothing is said about the spirit which is the essence of the being. Conscience and spirit are two separate things. Conscience is linked to the physical whilst spirit is not. There can be no definitive proof of life after death unless somebody rises from death to live again as Jesus did and was visible proof to thousands who saw him after he had arisen. Anything connected with the brain dies when the brain dies but the spirit within the body, the person, rises for it cannot be destroyed by physical death. Only one person can destroy the spirit and that is He who made it, our heavenly Father. I firmly believe this to be true and was discussing this very thing with someone recently. My argument is this, if I am wrong I have lost nothing but if I am right I have gained more than I can imagine. However if someone doesn’t agree that I am right they too have lost nothing if I am wrong but have lost their soul, their spirit and are condemned for eternity if they discover that I was right. Some choice isn’t it? Some choice it may be but certainly one that should be seriously considered whilst the opportunity to do so is still possible.

Shirley Anne

 

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It’s taking time

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 12, 2014

One of the 1st washing machines of Constructa

One of the 1st washing machines of Constructa (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve talked about enforced retirement often in the past and it seems to be something I am experiencing too often these days. Having suffered with some form of debilitating ‘bug’ which apart from causing me much pain had also left me feeling very weak this past week. As I write this on Wednesday morning I am feeling much better though by no means fully recovered yet. It can only get better. For once in my life I had forgotten about all the tasks I have to do at home, the projects I have been working on or are in the pipeline, one of them literally but now as I am beginning to return to normality these things are beginning to re-enter my thoughts. That can only mean one thing to me, I must be on the mend! I am starting to eat normally again too, another sign I am on the mend. It is only my health that determines my ability to work or not to work, nothing else will keep me from doing those things I enjoy. I have only just been able to pick up my guitar after four days of complete disinterest due to my condition. I will not be making inroads into my work though, I am still far too weak at the moment. In fact, as I write this on Wednesday I do not plan to do any work until next Monday. The calls keep coming in though most of them I am unable to do as they are outside of my normal workload, things like repairs to washing machines and dishwashers. I once worked on such things but as I got older I began to specialist on certain aspects of electrical work. I have been doing the washing this week though! Most electricians specialise in one field or another as it is impractical do try to cover everything unless you are part of a large organisation but even then they will employ specialists in each department. So I find myself sitting by the phone, actually it is sitting next to me, waiting for it to ring and no doubt it will but I won’t be making any appointments for the remainder of this week if I get the work.

Shirley Anne

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Day three

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 11, 2014

Boiled eggs

Boiled eggs (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It is now Tuesday afternoon and things at Hassle Castle are slowly improving. I am beginning to feel human once more though E has had a problem with her back whilst taking a shower. I have asked her not to lock the bathroom door in future so that in the event she needs help whilst I am at home I will be available to render her assistance. We can hang a sign on the door showing the room is occupied to prevent casual entry. I worry about her using the upstairs shower for there is a step to get into it and no handrail to assist. The wet room shower has no such problem and there is even a shower seat that can be used if required. Using the bathroom shower though is a far more enjoyable experience so it is understandable we both prefer using it. Sunday I was a complete wreck, in constant pain and unable to do anything, Monday was a better day but I was still very much in pain. Today, Tuesday as I write, most of the pain has subsided though my headaches persist. My skull is still numb at the rear after my surgery two weeks ago but I am told that will subside slowly over time. It has still been somewhat of a concern to me despite all the reassurances. My current illness brought with it headaches too and at first I wasn’t sure which was the more responsible. I am probably only about 60% or 70% of being fully healthy at the moment and am resting as much as I can. I took no food for 39 hours when the illness struck and was only able to eat some dry toast and boiled eggs yesterday. Today I have had a good bowl of soup and some bread though this morning I couldn’t face any food and had some hot milk laced with honey which seemed to settle my stomach. Hopefully in the next day or two I shall be feeling near to my best, God willing. I am supposed to be in Liverpool early Friday afternoon to have the sutures removed and I fancy I will be asking E to drive me there and back. It is her birthday on Saturday (today as you read this) so I might treat her to a late lunch by way of a celebration. I can’t wait to have the sutures removed because combing my hair has been very difficult since they were put in. It will be nice to be able to run the comb through my hair properly once more. I received a call from a guy called Colin who opened the conversation with a plea for help and could I go there and sort out the problem. Evidently he had chopped through a couple of cables in his hose whilst working there. Well I was taken aback for I couldn’t remember anyone by that name whom I knew though he told me I had worked for him before. Hey, I have difficulty in remembering what happened yesterday never mind things that happened months ago. I have a good long-term memory but that is reckoned in years. Once he allowed me to speak I informed him that unfortunately I wasn’t available due to ill-health and I don’t think he believed me at first. Having realised that I wasn’t well he asked if I knew someone else who could do the work. Well I know plenty of people but they are all easily reachable by phone. He bade me good health and hung up. Even when I am not available it seems I am supposed to be according to some people.

Shirley Anne

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The good the bad and crikey, no more please!

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 10, 2014

English: Mechanism of a household thermostat

Mechanism of a household thermostat (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I have been concentrating on writing about my health and misfortunes lately as there is little else to write about to be quite frank. I was beginning to feel much better by the end of the last working week which for me is normally Monday to Friday and then only part-time. Feeling so well I decided to do a little work at home, nothing strenuous and all of it in the cellar where in our house it is warm. Our hot water pump had failed and I had bought a replacement along with some plumbing fittings a couple of days previously but was in no hurry to fit them earlier in the week as I wasn’t feeling well enough. We have never had a tank thermostat to control the pump, that is one attached to the hot water cylinder as the system has always relied on the temperature of the return water to the boiler and has been controlled by the thermostat on the boiler itself. I have never thought that to be a good idea for no matter how low we set the boiler thermostat the water in the cylinder always seemed too hot. A local thermostat would be able to control things far better. Of course the boiler thermostat would remain as a back-up or limit. Whilst the pump was out of action, and still is as I write this, I thought I would purchase a tank thermostat and install it at the same time as fitting the new pump. During the refurbishment of the upstairs bathroom earlier in the year installed circuits for the immersion heater and the possible fitting of a tank thermostat in the future. The immersion heater circuit was partly replaced as the rest of it was alright and I installed a new immersion heater in case it was needed. Well as you have found out it was needed and is in use whilst I am waiting to replace the pump. The gas boiler will take over the task of heating the water once the pump is installed. The wiring for the tank thermostat was to be enough to reach the cellar where it would finally continue on to the pump wiring near the boiler. On Thursday last week I installed the tank thermostat and was going to install the rest of the circuit on Friday but I had jobs to do for others so I left it until Saturday morning. On Saturday morning I went to purchase the cable but I was offered a small job which I thought would be easy. You read about that in two days ago if you have been following my ramblings. That was a bad day for me and still I didn’t have the time to work at home. On Sunday I awoke with severe abdominal and stomach pains which I wrote about yesterday. Sunday turned out to be a far worse day for me but Monday wasn’t much better either. As I write this on Monday evening I feel quite awful, headaches and body pains still hold me captive. I have been able to eat a little after I forced myself into a fast. I didn’t wish to feed the bugs that have been causing my problems. I managed to stop eating for 39 hours. I am not sure how long it will be before I get the chance to do anything but I know I’ll have to stay the course.

Shirley Anne

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What will number three be?

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 9, 2014

Feel the Pain

Feel the Pain (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

They say that not only do misfortunes never come singly but rather they often come in threes. I had that unfortunate episode on Saturday and on Sunday morning soon after I arose at seven to visit the toilet with every intention of returning to bed for an hour but I changed my mind and had a shower instead. Soon after my shower I started to feel severe pains in my stomach. I do seem to suffer with my stomach more often than I’d like, if I could say I liked the suffering, which obviously I don’t! The pain was one I am well familiar with, that caused by trapped wind. It is a very unpleasant condition and the pain often lasts unceasingly for hours. No matter what position I take up to ease the pain it changes nothing. I take to sipping warm water if I am able to swallow it and it does help to shift the wind but it takes a long time. This time however my condition became worse as the morning passed. I knew it wasn’t just a matter of trapped wind, though that was partly responsible, it either had to be food poisoning or I’d caught a nasty stomach bug. So I had a two-fold problem and the pain was excruciating all the way through to one o’clock. Sometimes I’d feel nauseous and want to vomit and indeed I did do that twice but there was nothing to expel other than bile. I even spent almost two hours sitting on the throne in the wet room which seemed to help. At one point whilst in there I broke out in a sweat and had to remove all my clothing, even the hair band I was wearing had to be removed too. After fifteen minutes of that I started to feel cold and had to switch on the fan heater in the room.I called out to E who was showing some concern for me but knew there was little she could do. I asked her to fetch my bathrobe from my bedroom so that I could wear that instead of my day clothes. It was almost two o’clock before I emerged having been in there since eleven o’clock. Although the pain had subsided a little and I was feeling much better it still remained with me during the rest of the day. By late afternoon it had progressed to my intestines and I waited patiently for the inevitable outcome, if you’ll forgive the pun. I won’t go into further detail at this point. Needless to say I hadn’t eaten throughout the day for that would have been foolish and would only have aggravated the situation. I only sipped on warm water. So there you have it, a rather bad weekend with two misfortunes and I am wondering if and when there will be a third.

Shirley Anne

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Do it for nothing revisited

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 8, 2014

Saturday Morning Apocalypse

Saturday Morning Apocalypse (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I got to thinking yesterday
That things were going not my way
The many plans I had in store
Grew wings and flew out of the door!
It seems to happen frequently
As if my life was jinxed for me
But other times it goes quite well
Then pleasant stories I can tell.
So life does have its ups and downs
And I must never wear a frown
I’ll take each moment as it comes
And praise The Lord for what He’s done.

Copyright Shirley Anne 15 Sept 2004

 

Two days ago I wrote about people who seem to think I will do their jobs for next to nothing, I don’t but I do sometimes lower the price under certain circumstances, not my own but those for whom I am working. That however doesn’t happen often. Very rarely will I charge absolutely nothing for the work I have done. Surprisingly this past week I have earned more than I thought I would because few had called for my services. It goes that way sometimes. I haven’t been at my best health-wise as I explained in previous posts but I am beginning to return to normal so I was glad about that by the end of the week and the fact that I have been able to get back to work too. On Saturday morning I was driving to my electrical supplier in order to purchase some cable I needed for a job I am doing at home when I received a call from someone living in a nearby town asking if I could do some work. I don’t normally work for others at the weekend but I asked what the job entailed. The lady told me she had bought a replacement oven but the supplier told her that the circuit needed a power outlet as the old oven had been hard-wired to the supply without a switch. It sounded a reasonably easy task so I offered to do it for her as soon as I’d been to the supplier. I arrived there forty minutes later. I needed to remove the old oven to get access to the wiring which was easy enough but I discovered that it had been connected to the supply behind the built-in refrigerator. I inched out the fridge to see the connection box but it was buried in the plaster. I noticed what I thought was the cable supplying it and thought it best to simply cut it off (rather than have the problem of trying to remove the fridge) and redirect it to where I was to fit the switch whilst at the same time disconnecting the oven cable by cutting that off too.. I fitted the switch and made the connections but here was no supply when I switched it back on. To my horror I discovered I’d made a terrible mistake by cutting what I’d thought was the supply cable but it was in fact supplying a hidden power outlet and had been connected to the same box behind the fridge. I therefore had to remove the fridge in order to get at the connection box to undo my mistake. In any event I had to remove the fridge anyway in order to add another power outlet for the new oven as the original cable on the oven would not have been long enough to use to wire the new power outlet where it had to be sited. Still with me? It all sounds simple but in fact it was a bit of a nightmare after I’d gotten the fridge out of the way. Firstly it was well and truly wedged in place and had been fitted on a small piece of timber to raise it off the floor and then screwed in place. I finally managed to get it out and was then able to get at the connection point that also needed replacing. It had been plastered into the wall and was broken so it needed replacing anyway and that was another reason the fridge had to be removed. All this work to connect an oven that hadn’t yet been delivered! I soon had the electrical part of the work done once that fridge had been removed but when it came to putting it back it became a problem. First of all it was jam-packed with that much food it weighed heavily. Secondly it needed two people to replace it. Fortunately assistance came from a neighbour for the man of the house couldn’t help me as he had only recently come home from hospital after he had suffered a heart attack. It took us more than an hour to get the fridge back under the worktop and the guy helping me was a little frustrated because it had been so awkward. I was just grateful for his help. It was then I discovered that the floor covering had been damaged during the process of removing it. On reflection I perhaps should have placed something on the floor but it would have had to have been plywood, not something likely to be on hand. That was the last straw for I had been there almost four hours doing a job that normally would have taken a little over one hour and to be frank I’d just about had enough! Naturally I will be billed for a replacement floor covering but fortunately the floor area is small. It should be covered by my public liability insurance so it won’t come out of my own pocket unless there is a clause where I have to pay the first couple of hundred pounds. I have had the insurance since I started working for myself and have never yet had a reason to make a claim, neither has anyone else but accidents can happen at any time. I felt awful nevertheless having inconvenienced those I had been working for and for damaging their floor covering. Hopefully at least they will have their new oven soon and a new covering for the floor. I didn’t bother doing any work at home after that episode, it was far too late in the day.
Some days you know you should have stayed in bed!

Shirley Anne

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Rejecting offers

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 7, 2014

A typical home air conditioning unit.

A typical home air conditioning unit. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There was a time when I would accept any work offered to me but as I got older I began to refuse certain requests. I began my working career in the electrical supply industry, probably the best place to start, at the source as it were. I spent just over fourteen years carrying out all kinds of electrical work until I moved on and undertook an engineering maintenance role. I spent another twenty-one years in that field where I received training in many other disciplines, refrigeration, air-conditioning, heating and ventilation, electronic and computer control equipment and many other diverse things. I certainly had a comprehensive electrical engineering education having probably worked in every imaginable situation with all kinds of equipment. Suffice to say it would be easier to mention those things I haven’t worked on or with or faulted in industry or elsewhere but some seventeen years ago I decided to start afresh and work for myself instead. I had been fortunate in receiving enough financial security in the form of a pension and a generous lump-sum of cash to make it easier. At first I took on a maintenance contract working part-time for a single organisation and spending the rest of the time working in the domestic scene, people’s homes. I would do anything and everything concerning domestic installations but as time went by I stopped taking on the larger tasks such as house rewiring or even part-rewiring and only taking on smaller jobs. Now you might think that small jobs wouldn’t be worth the while doing but in fact I have found the opposite to be true. Most contracting electricians only want to take on large contracts and that is understandable for that will be their main income. Consequently the smaller jobs are often left or refused which is better for me, especially now as I am getting older and don’t want the heavier work. I made the decision to work only part-time a couple of years ago but I have found that sometimes there is so much work available I put in more hours than I intended. There will be a time when I will not be able to do that I am sure so I take on the work if I feel I have the time and the energy until that time comes. Recently I have been recovering from cosmetic surgery and have been unable to do as much as I would have liked and coupled with that I have been feeling generally drained probably because of having a cold. However I haven’t been lazy and I have taken on some work but I have also rejected quite a few offers too, mostly larger jobs which I have passed on for others to do. I’ve probably refused more work than I’ve taken on these past few weeks but that will probably change knowing me. Even if I wanted the work I am not at this moment feeling up to it anyway! Gradually things are getting better though and I have been able to take on some work as it comes in.

Shirley Anne

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Do it for nothing

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 6, 2014

Lost Weekend (EP)

Lost Weekend (EP) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As an electrician I get many calls from people who want me to do a small job for them. Now I generally charge a minimum amount for any work that I do partly to pay for my time and running costs and partly to dissuade people from asking me to change a plug or some other very small thing that they could probably do themselves, especially if they live some distance from me. Oh yes, I get calls to do such things from people who live fifteen miles away or further yet they expect me to charge very little for the privilege. I have basic costs I have to cover and part of those is my time travelling to and from places. I warn people that I operate a minimum charge so they know beforehand and are not taken by surprise. I try to be fair though and if I can will always err on the lowest price I can do any work depending on the person’s situation, age and ability to pay. Some people are taken aback when I quote my charges thinking that they wouldn’t be paying so much. They seem to think I can do the work for next to nothing. I don’t know what is going on in their minds and how they assume anyone can earn a living by under-charging just to suit their needs. Often, after I tell them over the phone what they will be paying and no more for if I give them a price I stick to it, they say something along the lines of ‘I’ll speak with my husband’ or ‘I’ll see when I can get time off work for you to come’ but they never call back. They want the job doing for nothing! Speaking about getting time off, many will ask if I would do their job at the weekend. This is because they are unprepared to take time out from their own work. That to me is very cheeky for if they aren’t prepared to make a sacrifice why should I sacrifice my weekend off to accommodate them? One such woman asked that of me recently and I politely asked her if she would work a weekend after working all week. She said no. Enough said. She then asked if I worked evenings! I sometimes think I am supposed to accommodate any request in order to make it easier for them. I take exception to such attitudes but I will and sometimes do make exceptions in some circumstances. For instance if the customer is working a shift pattern such as they do if they are nurses or if they are teachers who simply cannot take time off during term times. There are other incidences whereby I will make exceptions to for instance in emergency situations but other than these I am afraid I am not available in my own spare time. Occasionally I get calls from people who, when I answer the call, start talking about their problems and how soon I can get there? I had such a call a couple of weeks ago whilst travelling into Liverpool on the train! I even get the same calls whilst dining out. Obviously I will take down the details but I am not about to drop everything in order to fit the work into someone else’s inflexible schedule. Am I supposed to be available at everyone’s beck and call? I think not and I am certainly not available to those not prepared to pay for my services.

Shirley Anne

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Something I posted earlier in the year…..

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 5, 2014

I am posting this again for I am being urged to do so. Many will not have seen it before in any case…………

 

God’s Plan of Salvation

Posted by Shirley Anne on April 4, 2014

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The Bible says there is only one way to Heaven

Jesus said: “I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father but by me.” (John 14:6)

Good works cannot save you.

“For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.” (Ephesians 2:8-9)

Trust Jesus Christ today! Here’s what you must do:

  1. Admit you are a sinner.“For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of God;” (Romans 3:23)“Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned:” (Romans 5:12)“If we say that we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.” (1 John 1:10)
  2. Be willing to turn from sin (repent).Jesus said: “I tell you, Nay: but, except ye repent, ye shall all likewise perish.” (Luke 13:5)“And the times of this ignorance God winked at; but now commandeth all men every where to repent:” (Acts 17:30)
  3. Believe that Jesus Christ died for you, was buried, and rose from the dead.For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” (John 3:16)“But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners. Christ died for us.” (Romans 5:8)“That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.” (Romans 10:9)
  4. Through prayer, invite Jesus into your life to become your personal Saviour.“For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.” (Romans 10:10)“For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.” (Romans 10:13)
What to pray:Dear God, I am a sinner and need forgiveness. I believe that Jesus Christ shed His precious blood and died for my sin. I am willing to turn from sin. I now invite Christ to come into my heart and life as my personal Saviour.

“But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name:” (John 1:12)

“Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.” (2 Corinthians 5:17)


If you have received Jesus Christ as your Saviour, as a Christian you should:

  1. Read your Bible every day to get to know Christ better.“Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.” (2 Timothy 2:15)“Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.” (Psalms 119:105)
  2. Talk to God in prayer every day.“And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.” (Matthew 21:22)“Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.” (Philippians 4:6)
  3. Be baptized, worship, fellowship, and serve with other Christians in a church where Christ is preached and the Bible is the final authority.“Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:” (Matthew 28:19)“Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as ye see the day approaching.” (Hebrews 10:25)“All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:” (2 Timothy 3:16)
  4. Tell others about Christ.“And he said unto them, Go ye into all the world, and preach the gospel to every creature.” (Mark 16:15)“For though I preach the gospel, I have nothing to glory of: for necessity is laid upon me; yea, woe is unto me, if I preach not the gospel!” (1 Corinthians 9:16)“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.” (Romans 1:16)

 

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Shirley Anne

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Out of the game……

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 4, 2014

English: Photo of Mini Facelift Cosmetic Surge...

Cosmetic Surgery

For most of my life I have enjoyed having good health and have no serious issues. I feel for those who are not as fortunate in regards to their health for I know what it is like to be incapacitated albeit for a short period whenever I am not feeling at my best. To have that problem continuously must be a nightmare though I know people who have such problems and they simply get on with it. That requires resilience, determination  and a desire to succeed despite shortcomings. Even so whenever we fall ill or are ‘under the weather’ and not feeling at our best life can be miserable. All we want to do is rest and get better as soon as possible. Recently I had cosmetic surgery which has left me feeling tired and incapable, not wanting to do anything. I am plagued with occasional headaches and have had to resort to taking medication for that much as I dislike doing that. There comes a point though where it becomes unbearable so I take the pills. I have been a little bit active though and as I began to regain my strength I was able to do some electrical work. However, on Wednesday I went to look at a job in a nearby town at the request of the householder who was keen for me to do the work for him rather than anyone else. He called me some weeks ago but I had to decline his invitation to look at the work then because of my imminent surgery. I went to see what was required but I had the feeling it was going to be more involved than he seemed to think. He wasn’t there on Wednesday but I discussed the project with his wife for whom the work is being done. She plans to use a garage as a workshop for her ‘hobby’ which is making dresses and other garments. New doors and windows have already been fitted so the garage no longer resembles its original purpose of housing a vehicle. It simply looks like an empty shell of a room that needs rebuilding. A power supply exists but it is far from adequate for the intended workshop. A new supply is required even before any other electrical work is carried out. On paper it all sounds simple and straightforward but in real terms it is quite a lot of work. Having discussed the project with the lady of the house she was able to understand just what was involved and the likely cost. She asked if I thought the work was too much for me to take on board and I told her that at the moment it would be too much for me to do. She was grateful for my honesty and for explaining to her the amount of work that would be required to do what she and her husband were asking. It is often the case that people do not fully understand what is required when doing electrical work of any size. Had I been feeling better I probably would have taken the work on but unfortunately I wasn’t. I hadn’t driven there with the intentions of refusing the work but by the time I reached the house I began to feel weak and lethargic and didn’t really want to be there. I don’t like letting people down and was determined at least to turn up as promised. I couldn’t have commenced working on the project immediately in any case as the customers wanted to discuss things first. The lady could see that I wasn’t at my best and was fully understanding. she asked if I knew of another electrician who could do the work and who would be reliable. I contacted another female electrician I know who is well capable of doing the work and she will be in touch with them soon. I drove back home and by the time I got there I was really feeling out of the game. I began to think I was coming down with a cold for I had the symptoms. I needed to take time off and simply rest for a while.

Shirley Anne

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There’s a hole in my pocket

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 3, 2014

Disposable Income (album)

Disposable Income (album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Like water trickling through my fingers or sugar escaping through a broken bag, money sometimes has a habit of coming my way, slipping through my grasp then disappearing out of reach down some bottomless pit. I earn it and it escapes through the hole in my pocket. I am a saver, I put money in the bank whenever I can but once in a while it is impossible. I earn it and straight away have to spend it on some unforeseen expense. I returned to work on Tuesday and had some money in my purse after having no disposable income for some time. Under normal circumstances I would treat myself to some new clothes or a bottle of perfume or other things once in a while then bank whatever remained but this time I had to spend out for a new water pump and other accessories essential for the house which actually cost me more than I’d earned. That’s not the end of it though as there are more things to buy before I can carry out the repairs. I do have spare income from my monthly pensions which would normally be banked too but even that extra cash has been spent on the house lately. Recently I spent some of my savings on cosmetic surgery for myself but I don’t do that normally. It was more by way of personal maintenance if you like. Well if the house has to be maintained then so should I! By the time I pass away everything will be just as I would like it to be but I won’t then be able to enjoy it! I could sell up and live a life of luxury, so people tell me anyway but I would be as bored as hell after a while. I think I prefer life’s little catastrophes and the expense they incur, the home projects that eat away at my savings and any spare cash I might earn for I am that type of person. Life would be so boring if everything went according to plan and nothing ever went wrong but that’s just it, things do go wrong. However much we have in this life, whether it be a lot or a little we have to leave it all behind one day and the cash we earn cannot be taken with us when we depart either. As the saying goes, there are no pockets in shrouds and even if there were mine would probably have holes in them! Do I live to work or do I work to live? I’m afraid I have to do both to a point else sit around like a couch potato all my life doing nothing and being bored in the process. If there isn’t anything to do I usually invent something anyway.

Shirley Anne

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Down memory lane

Posted by Shirley Anne on October 2, 2014

English: North Western Hotel Built by the Lond...

North Western Hotel Built by the London and North Western Railway as a station hotel, it became redundant when the new Adelphi Hotel was built and became offices. When these were vacated, the building lay empty for a number of years before being taken over by the Liverpool John Moores University. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Nothing to do on Monday as I had purposely left the day all to myself. My intention was to take a trip into Liverpool (again) and to walk about my old haunts, such as are left of them. I was up reasonably early having my breakfast before having a shower and getting dressed, something I almost never do is eat before I am washed and dressed but I made the exception this time. It was however approaching 9.30 before I was ready to leave the house. I asked E if she would like to accompany me but she declined. The main reason for that is I was going on a walk-about and she has a complaint which restricts her from walking too far. She also had to be at home to collect her medications which are delivered by the pharmacy. So off I went alone to the station. There is a guy who lives not too far away from us who, shall we say, is not playing with a full deck. I say that with all due respect to him as he suffers through no fault of his own with a mental deficiency and he has behavioural issues too. I have known him for many years first coming across him at a church I once attended. He turned up one day dressed in women’s clothes and carrying a handbag, the next week turning up as normal, that is dressed as a man. He was always seen about town doing the same thing and giving each person he came across the two fingers before continuing his walk. Very strange behaviour but as I say, he unfortunately cannot help himself. I arrived at the station and waited for the train to arrive a few minutes later when who should arrive on the platform but this guy. He was dressed as a man but was carrying a woman’s handbag. He was also carrying a very large corrugated metal food canister perhaps originally carrying carrots or something similar. A couple of holes had been put near to the rim of the can through which had been threaded a length of string. The can looked as if it held an amount of cold black coffee for as he sat down waiting for the train he poured out some of the liquid on to the platform a couple of times before deciding it was enough. I was hoping he would board the train in another carriage to the one I was boarding for I knew how difficult an encounter with him would be. It is sad really for people such as he but at the same time it can be a nightmare dealing with them. I don’t know where he was going but I do know it wasn’t to the same place as myself. I sat in the company of two other women and we chatted away the time together. Once out of the train station in Liverpool I made my way to the area in which I grew up. That area is about a half-mile behind the building shown above which stands on Lime Street, a street made famous in the old song from Liverpool called ‘Maggie May’ about a prostitute who walked it touting for business. This was the sole purpose of my visit on this occasion, not to walk down Lime Street for that reason I hasten to add but I had to walk it to get to my destination, Prescot Street.

Lime Street, Liverpool, England.

Lime Street, Liverpool, England. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I had driven past the area a couple of times recently but couldn’t stop there to browse around on foot. I made my way slowly uphill along the familiar roads which led to where my family lived from early 1946 when I was merely three months old until we left for the suburbs in 1958 when I was almost twelve. I have vivid memories of the area as it was then and knew that many changes had taken place since so I was prepared for it. The streets themselves have changed very little though most of the small side streets and the houses that stood in them are long-since gone as were the prefabricated houses  one of which we lived in. The picture below shows the ‘prefabs’ that stood on the opposite side of the street to the one we lived in.

The direction to London Road, Lime Street, a half mile or so distant and the city centre is to the left. Strange as it may seem this photograph must have been taken not too far away from our house! Tram car lines can still be seen in the centre of the road. It was in 1957 I think that the tram service ceased though I seem to remember the last one did a final run in 1958. I know it was a so called ‘Green Goddess’ which I think went into service on Blackpool promenade thereafter.
I approached the spot where our little house once stood and there is absolutely no indication that is was ever there. A concrete wall over which and below are the grounds around one of the main hospital buildings which were erected perhaps in the seventies.  They are themselves seemingly going to be demolished to make way for the expansion of the Liverpool University complex which will incorporate a replacement hospital building in its stead. Across the road are buildings which were erected around the same time and cover the ground where other prefabricated houses stood together with the brick-built terraced housing that remained standing after the bomb raids during the war. All that has gone but there was one old building at the top of the street that still stood its ground, the old police station that bore the name of ‘The Bridewell‘, if you spent the night there, and many did, you would most probably have been the worse for wear through drink! No longer used as a police station it was once one of a few where policemen operated from in an effort to combat crime and disorder in the streets of the city. It was also the place we had to go to retrieve a ball that had been confiscated by a local resident tired of it being kicked over their backyard wall! I stood and chatted with a couple of cabbies (Taxi drivers) about times gone by for one of them was wondering why I was standing there as if lost. As it turned out I was older than they and was able to tell them things they hadn’t been aware of. On my way back to the station I met an old lady who lived not far away when I lived in the street and we chatted about how the area has changed over the years. We both took the bus back into the town centre and went our separate ways. I took a stroll through the main shopping area having decided to catch the train home from another station across town and en route I went to an out-of-the-way pub I often visit when in the city to have lunch. The train ride home was uneventful but by the time I reached home my toes were feeling sore. I had been wearing a pair of low-heeled shoes and perhaps should have worn flats instead. I will know better next time.

Shirley Anne

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Posted by Shirley Anne on October 1, 2014

Take this House and Sell It

Take this House and Sell It (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

When at the dashboard which controls all functions of this blog, I click on ‘Add New’ under the umbrella heading of ‘Posts’ and am immediately presented with a blank canvas on which to write. ‘Add New’, seemed to me to be a good title for a post hence the title above but what is new? I could talk about many things that are new in my life and in fact I often do as my posts reveal but I talk about new neighbours now. Since I moved into this house I call home way back in 1988 most of my neighbours have remained the same. One of my next-door neighbours left for pastures new many years ago but the occupants of the house directly opposite my own house have changed a number of times during the last twenty years. I think we have seen it change hands five times during that time. I was beginning to think the house was cursed or that there was some underlying problem with the structure but no, it wasn’t any of those things I am sure. The last occupants to leave departed only two weeks ago but the house had been difficult to sell this time round mainly due to the housing market and the state of the country’s economy. Hardly anyone could sell their house during this dry spell. As it was our neighbours were finally able to make a sale after more than three years trying. Even so the house went at a much lower price than was originally asked for, selling for £580,000. The original asking price was something like £700,000 or more and to be fair was probably worth it at the time. The trend over the last twenty years was to buy then sell at a higher price after living in a property a couple of years, making a tidy profit in the process but that has become more difficult in recent times. I had just returned home after visiting Liverpool and was hoping at some point to call at the house across the road to introduce myself and to welcome my new neighbours. I didn’t wish to do that any sooner thinking it best to let them settle in. Moving house and getting things to some normality is stressful and I thought it best to give them space. I would have introduced myself last week but I was laid-up after my surgery and pretty much was unable to do anything for a few days. So on Friday I called to see them but only one was at home, the lady of the house. Her name is Joanne and she and her husband have two small children, a boy of six and a girl of three who evidently were at school or nursery at the time. She tells me that they have no plans to move anywhere else soon saying that they plan to stay ‘forever’. How refreshing I thought to myself, that finally we have neighbours living in this house who want to stay! I let her know that she can call on us at any time if she has a problem we could help her with. I let it slip out that I was an electrician too which she thought was a useful thing to know. So we have new neighbours who wish to stay, a welcome addition to our community.

Shirley Anne

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