Tuesday, 4 May 2021
Wednesday, 14 April 2021
Tuesday, 30 March 2021
There cant be many who missed the events in America last May. It changed us for ever. It made us less. The story that was put out by the press was a pack of falsehoods. Lets start with the infamous picture of Officer Chauvin with a knee on Floyds neck. Why is this picture so tightly cropped? It is to highlight the knee on the neck, but it doesn't do that. What it shows is that Chauvin's knee is not on Floyds windpipe. Floyds spine and neck muscles would prevent him from asphyxiating, No this picture is cropped so you do not see what is happening around Chauvin.
Saturday, 13 March 2021
Here I am moored just below Lock 15 at Marston Doles above Napton on the Oxford Canal. On Tuesday I took a walk down to the bottom lock to get rid of my domestic rubbish. I didn't realise it was a tad over 2 miles one way which meant I then had a 2 mile hike up hill to get back to the 'Milly M'. Going wasn't too bad its down hill, but coming back was a bit of an effort!
On Wednesday @1800 I started to feel a bit odd. My pulse started to race. I dont mean just speed up a bit I mean raaaaaaace! I got out my BP monitor and checked my BP Systolic 169 Diastolic 97 Pulse170 bpm.
|Text book figures are 120/80 and below 100 bpm.|
Mmmm, thought I that's not right so I checked it again, it was similar so @1806 I sent this picture to my good friend Dr Bones with the message 'what do you think'. She came back with, "Seek medical help and call Dr Kate.......unless it's the dog."
Well I called 111 @1809 I was lucky there is almost no signal here but they picked up and entered in to a diatribe of recorded messages and button pressing. After the sixth button press I thought I don't have time for this so I hung up and called 999 @1815 and explained the situation and the said they would get a Clinical Tech to call me which they did @1855. I again explained the situation and after a discussion of the fine details they said they would send an Ambulance.
Well it was over two hours after my first concern before they arrived. I didn't worry I was in an awkward place and I knew not to worry and get stressed lest I should exacerbate the situation.
The Paramedics arrived about @2020 with more gear than I could carry, on a good day, and proceed to stock my boat with bags of tech/med kit. There is a pinch point in the kitchen that is 9". One of the girls was a bit embarrassed that she couldn't get through with out a struggle. I assured her that I had a friend who made her look like Twiggy that managed it with a struggle.
The girls set about their business checking and recording everything. In this situation it is a bit embarrassing for me because after 2 hours it had mostly calmed down. The 'best' they got was 146/88 66 bpm, which given I normally read high on the systolic measure was not a real cause for concern.
We discussed the situation and decided that they would take me to hospital if I wished or I could call my GP in the morning. Given my view of the whole picture I decided to go with the latter option as I couldn't leave my Molly dog on the boat all night.
They were amazed at my calmness given my initial worries, as I was, but over the last 9 years I have been counseling a bereaved chap of my acquaintance and I have seen what stressing over stuff has done to him, and still does, so I am a bit more prepared to stay chilled than most.
Epilogue: On Thursday morning I tried contacting my GP to no avail. On Friday I did manage to contact the surgery and booked a call back from the GP. However the signal being bad after several attempts we gave up. Why am I telling you this? Well there is a very obvious problem for people who are not in the 'phone zone' getting help if needed. Why is this so in 2021?
I remember in 2010 when David Cameron became PM, he said, "We are going to bring Superfast Broadband in to every home in the capital. I remember thinking at the time, Why? I thought this is odd because not every home in the capital wanted SFBB and felt this was just a way of using public money to fulfil a corporate/industrial need.
But more especially there were large areas of the country that didn't have a basic GPS phone signal and this was a bit of a slap in the face to the people in those areas. I am sure we have all, at some time, been frustrated when we can't get a phone signal when we are out and about. Often in the area we are in there is a perfectly good signal, but not from the company with which we we are connected.
Now the electric and rail companies have a good system. One company is responsible for the infrastructure the over/under ground works, the supply if you like, and many other companies are responsible for "providing the service". Why cant that happen with the phone service. One company responsibly for the transmitter/receiver masts and all the others for "providing the service". Makes sense to me! What do you think?
Monday, 8 March 2021
I am having trouble with this virus and the vaccine. I have had my letter asking me to make an appointment, and that's wonderful! and as soon as I get the answers to my questions I will make an appointment. However getting answers to questions of this nature is not easy.
1. I am concerned about mixing antibodies I may already have from my first infection with the vaccine?
2. I am concerned about mixing antibodies I may already have from a second infection with the vaccine?
3. Given 1 & 2 is there a preferred vaccine?
4. If the second virus was not the same strain as the first will any vaccine be effective?
5. Why can I not be treated with Hydroxychloroquine? Following the political ousting of Trump, some doctors have started suggesting "It will work".
6. And finally what is the effectiveness of my own immune system?
These are all questions I have tried asking. I cannot get my own surgery to even pick up the phone, 119 a very extended diatribe from a recording telling people that they will not answer these types of questions. The Internet is great at telling you how to prevent catching it.
I am not an anti-Vaxxer but I think it is only fair, given an A&E told me I had the virus back in February and a cancer specialist told me only a few weeks ago what I thought was flu over Christmas, was on the balances of probabilities Covid-19, that I should ask these questions.
Wednesday, 3 March 2021
One is prepping for a trippette. I shall be setting off at the weekend heading to Gayton. I shall be travelling with my dear friend Mortimer Bones who is also on a trippette. She can only do weekends so I am baby sitting her boat during the week.
Whilst at Gayton, if I can get in touch with a champion boat fitter of my acquaintance, I intend to a have kitchen refitted. I have had the boat for fifteen years now and the kitchen is getting a bit tired.
You may remember a few years ago I had the bathroom done, by the same chap as it happens! He did a splendid job of that so it would be folly not to use him again.
Wednesday, 17 February 2021
For those of you who don't know I am at moored at Tooley's. I mention this because you will all start moving soon and some of you will head down to Banbury. I am moored right next to the lift bridge on the outside of the shell of a 1911 boat called KILSBY.
This is an official mooring and I pay to be here so now that you know maybe we can come to an arrangement whereby you don't tell me I shouldn't be moored here and I wont tell you you need lessons! Yes I know its a bit tight, but I ask three things of you when you come through,
1. Which ever direction you are going, moor up on the bridge mooring, don't use me as a fender!
2. Don't come through the bridge from the lock side if there is a boat waiting on my side to come through. Its tight and you ain't good enough!
3. Please do not use your bow thruster to fend off my boat. What you have, given the limited depth of the water, is a hi-power sandblaster eroding my blacking. I will not be happy.
One important thing for you to know about the lift bridge is last year it was very stiff to wind up/down. They came and installed a new hydraulic ram and now it is even harder to wind up and down. Kids will find it very difficult.
It seems the contractors who 'sorted the hydraulics' don't understand lift bridges. The give away was that when they were manually lifting the bridge for boats to pass under no one noticed it took three heavy guys on the beams to do the job. That's about 500lb. A lift bridge only needs to be balanced to about 20/30lb on the beam the same as it would be if it was a manual bridge.
What's really annoying is the CRT inspector who came to sign off on the job said it was OK. He didn't even have a windlass with him to test the bridge. When told about how hard it would be to lift for and older person they said it would "wear in" it hasn't! It has gotten worse If I had an hydraulic system that need to wear in that much I would be going to court.
Monday, 15 February 2021
Hi peeps, Its been a while but I have been poorly and busy.
About the 19th of December I had a meal in Oxford at the Chateau Chavagnon, I only managed one mouthful. That is unusual for me. On the Twentieth I took to my bed on the Good Ship 'Milly M' I decided to stay there as the old body was not functioning properly. I dosed my self with all sorts of potions and remained there for three weeks. During this time I lost nearly 2 stone.
Now I am thinking it was the flu, but I am not discounting the Virus as I was told back in May I had had the virus during a visit to A&E to attend a fractured clavicle. I only rose to let Molly out on the wharf and to heat a can of soup. When I finally decided to get up and have a normal life it was somewhat difficult. The body was not willing! I would get up about 10 and by 12 I have used up all my available energy and needed to retire to my bed. This went on for a few weeks. Not funny I can tell you. In fact I still have a lay down for half an hour most days.
I have had my letter for my C-19 jab, but I have a question to ask and cannot get someone to answer. Before I have the vaccination I need to know if I have already had the virus and what effect it will have taking the jab. I don't think that is too much to ask but no one seem to want to pick up the phone let alone answer the question!
What to do?
I trust you are all as well as you could be, given these troubled times we seem to be in?
However, I will come back trust me!
Thursday, 17 December 2020
America's President Donald Trump has said all through his presidency the MSM was fake news. And every body says it just because MSM are anti Trump. FaceBook have been a supporter of fake news and currently are going all out to support Pedo Biden with lies. At the Senate hearing on election fraud Nevada had 130,000 illegal votes including 15,000 dead people and yet FaceBook are still pedaling the lie "There is no Fraud"
Monday, 7 December 2020
Life has away of making surprises. Last Saturday I received a small package from Roy on NB KATO. I don't think I have met Roy before but he thought of me after reading my post "RUBBISH". Several years ago at Peterbourgh waste disposal Roy found a CD made by Gary From Ledgard Bridge Boats (LBB).
Friday, 4 December 2020
Monday, 23 November 2020
When you place something in the disposal at a water point It may be useful to someone else, so its a good idea to leave it accessible for others. If it is broken, old, worn it should be in the bins, and likewise if hasn't been taken in two weeks it should go in the bin.
Its been about two weeks now since I put a broken storage box, a tatty grass woven basket, and a broken washing up bowl in the skip since it had not been removed. Every time I go there with my rubbish the said items have been removed and left beside the bins.
Essentially these items are crap. Old, broken, worn! No one wants them. Now add to this a number of old batteries (not allowed) a dozen old oil containers all full (not allowed) piles of books, an old cage generator, Loads of old shoes and bedding all left out of the bins 'in case they can be of use' and what you have is not enough fucking room to get in the storage area to put your rubbish in the bins.
I don't know who is doing this, taking the rubbish out of the bins, but it is bloody annoying. And they need to get a life. The disposal point is for the collection of rubbish for disposal, not for the storage of your crap! STOP IT!
Saturday, 21 November 2020
Friday, 20 November 2020
It seems my post about the ad has produced a further 10 quid. Thankyou everyone, only another £4.06 to go. I have to send Trevi House £40 after I retrieved my lost wallet (I always give half of the contents). So £60 from the ad will bring that total to £100. If you have been and clicked, it can be done every day if you have more time to spare.
Wednesday, 18 November 2020
Those of you that know me are aware that in the last two years I have been involved with Susan Chavagnon. Susan is the the wife of the late Andre Chavagnon owner of restaurants 'Le Sorbonne' 'Rouge Blanc Bleu', 'Le Rendezvous' and 'Ma Cuisine', all in Oxford. He was a Master chef, three star Michelin. One of the two best chefs in Oxford. Andre taught many of the good chefs in Oxford during the 60s and 70s, including Raymond Blanc.
Andre died in August 2017 following a long period of Dementia. He left his wife Susan well cared for. Susan has a Restaurant on the Cowley Road and the flat above, also a house in Roanne France. Its at the bottom of the LOIRE VALLEY. Its not palatial, but it is somewhere to live. Its a two bed bungalow. I think it is the only one on the street. The rest of the houses are 2-3 stories.
However this is not the story I want to tell, read on.
We visit the French house two times a year, except since Covid.
During an early visit one March we stopped of at the canal basin, yes Roanne has canal basin! I had no idea! The basin is only about one mile from Susan's house.
We spoke to an English couple, painting their boat, who were overwintering there. They said we should come to the wine bar on Thursday when all the over wintering boaters get together for a few beers/wines.
Well I was ill the next Thursday so we arrived a week later. It was a typical French wine bar. On entrance we passed a table of the French boaters, a table of German & Dutch boaters, and next was the British boaters.
As we arrived we said hello to the people we met at the basin. A chap stood up and said, "Fuck me, it's Maffi!" Well you may think I would have been stunned having travelled 600 miles, I was, but Susan was beside herself. She just could not believe that after all this traveling we met some one who knew the Maffster! The chap was Roger who used to own NB 'Fizzical Attraction'. I met Roger some years ago in Loughborough and all of a sudden he was here in Roanne. What a coincidence!
We had a good night! Plenty of good French wine and plates of chips thrown in.
Now that doesn't happen very often!
We were going to return in March but C-19 got in the way and again in September, no joy! Yet again we were looking for the NEW Year but its looking iffy. I don't know how the British boaters are getting on out there, but I do hope the French are treating them right.
Tuesday, 17 November 2020
You may or may not know what this is. I do only too well. Its the Scabies mite. It is an ugly little fucker. You don't want to meet it. It is not only annoying in that it makes you itch, it also 'bites'. I say bites I'm not sure that is the right word, but if you have ever had a wasp sting you will know what I mean. The pain level is only about half the intensity of a wasp sting. but it happens (in my case) about 40/50 times a day. And I cant even see it, its microscopic!
This is a contagious infestation. I have no idea where it came from!
|Scientific name: Sarcoptes Scabiei var canis|
Saturday, 14 November 2020
Friday, 13 November 2020
An Old Age Pensioner, who had just picked up his lady friend, off the train, heard a scream near the Station. At first he was alarmed but not enough to seek out the screamer. Then another plaintiff scream and he had to go see what was happening.
He walked down near to the station entrance where a young woman and a man were in a heated argument, very one sided. As the OAP approached the couple the guy said to him, "Stay away and keep out of it, you don't know what's going on here". OAP had seen enough bullying thugs to know exactly 'what was going on here'.
Mr Angry started to yell at the old boy telling him to, "fuck off" and he "wasn't wanted", "don't poke your nose in!" The OAP said as cool as he could when he passed the guy, "I don't want to talk to you I just want to talk to her and see if she is OK". Angry man says, "You are going to get hurt if you don't fuck off, just leave". OAP ignored him, walked up to the girl and asked if she was OK. Mr Angry went of on one again. OAP turned and said, "I told you I don't want to talk to you".
She responded, "NO! I don't want him near my car". There was a bit of to-ing and fro-ing.
I want my stuff.
No go away.
Give me my stuff.
Get away from me.
Just give me my stuff.
Stay away from my car.
The guy shouting at the top of his voice told the OAP, "This is nothing to do with you. Fuck off and mind your own business or I am going to fuck you up". Sadly he didn't realise he was dealing with one of her majesty's military men and they don't give up. OAP had been threatened before and in an earlier time he may have walked away, but he was not going to back down now.
The guy, about 25-30, wanted to get his stuff out of her car but he was just being an absolute arsehole!
So the OAP says, "Calm down mate. Look why don't you wait here and I'll go with her and get your stuff out of her car and bring it to you". Well that wasn't good enough.
By now there was a small crowd forming. He walked over to the girls car, everybody followed. Still shouting and threatening the OAP he said, "you are going to get hurt if you stay here! Just fuck off. You don't know what's going on. This is none of your business. Get outta my fucking face" The tirade seemed endless. "Calm down Mate. Shouting is getting you nowhere," says the OAP, "I'm staying here until she is safe away, just stop shouting and we can sort this". Wasted breath!
She opened the boot of her car and took out his stuff and put it on the road and that should have been the end of it, but no, now he is complaining because he didn't want one of the bags on the ground and wanted it to go back in the car (probably thinking later he needed her to have the bag so he had an excuse to go back to her house). When the girl said no he opened the back door of the car, still shouting, and got in. OAP asked him to get out of the car, "If you want me out you will have to call the police, to which OAP said, "Fine by me sonny", and dialed 999.
Still shouting and threatening to kill the OAP the yob, realizing OAP had called his bluff got out of the car and left the area. The girl moved her car to another part of the concourse and waited until it was safe to leave. Meanwhile the police had a rapid response vehicle on its way.
Angry man eventually came back to get his stuff. At this time while OAP was still talking to the police on the phone he was also moving 'said stuff' off the road onto the pavement.
The guy didn't get closer than 25 yards when the siren sounded and he then hot footed it towards the rail bridge shouting he was going to commit suicide and chuck himself off the bridge. Well that would have been a good result! No one knows why, but the police rapid response car never turned up. The Station man made a radio call to stop all trains in and out of the station and the station Lady comforted the girl. The girl eventually drove off after someone said Angry man had left the area.
Everything then calmed down. Everybody said thank you to each other for the support, the girl had left saying nothing and the Rail staff took Angry man's bags to the station. Everybody went home!
The Moral of this story is quite simple. I am not Rambo. I have got to stop poking my nose in where it isn't wanted. I think it was the fact that I kept calm that he was somewhat disarmed by that, that I didn't get hurt. One day a Mr Angry is gonna fuck me up bad and at 70 I don't think I will survive.
Oh well, Onwards and upwards!
Epilogue: Angry Man was recently released from prison. He was locked up because he had assaulted this girlfriend whilst high on drugs. She said the first week home was fine then he started with the drugs again and it all went south from there. She had, had enough and was throwing him out. She was pregnant! During their relationship he had isolated her from her family, a typical scenario for a buying moron with low self-esteem. What a fucking twat!
Thursday, 12 November 2020
I don't want to moan, but you know I'm going to. Has customer service gone down the shit chute? Recently I was in a well known shopping emporium owned by a Mr Smith at a Rail station. I bought my self a can of coke for the journey.
The whole encounter took just a minute or two. During this time I said 'hello' and 'thank you'. The girl behind the counter never spoke a word! After she handed me my change I said, " Excuse me but we have just made a transaction here and you have not spoken one word".
Her response was, "No and I'm not going to".
I like going into restaurants and I always tip well for good service. The more known I become the better the service I get. I have noticed that in restaurants where a 12% service charge is added to the bill the service is not always up to standard. And anyway when did tipping/service charge rise from 10%, that kind crept up on us a few years ago. Catering is one of a few businesses where you are sold the goods for a stated price and then the overheads are added to the bottom of the bill after the goods have been consumed albeit by tipping or fixed service charge,. Why is that? Why is it that certain service industries work different to the rest?
I remember as a kid, when out shopping with mummy, if the service in a shop was poor she would never go back there again and I mean never! Of course 60 odd years ago that would have happened very rarely.
What has happened? Why did it all change? What has happened in our society that makes it OK for some Service staff to think that service isn't important? Are we right to expect good service?
Tuesday, 10 November 2020
Monday, 9 November 2020
Friday, 6 November 2020
You will notice as you view this page that there is a small advert on the left of the page. I have no idea from one day to another what this ad will be, but I do know it will be there. It seems you don't! That one ad generates money which I give to a charity. In order to raise money you guys have to click on the ad. That's all just click on the ad. In about the last five years clicking has 'earned' £45.75. OK so the charity has benefitted by £45.75, well no! The advertiser only pays out when the figure reaches £60. So I need another £14.25 in order to donate to charity. Now I am not allowed to tell you this but you could click when you come here. Don't say I said!
Thursday, 5 November 2020
What I see is a corrupt Democratic push to oust a president that is not of the ruling class. The whole point of a democracy is the politicians work for us not rule us! Yes Trump is a fecking clown, but even so he has done more for America in 4 years than the Pedophile Joe Biden has done in 47 years. I don't see what the problem is!
Joe Biden the well known pedophile has done more to fuck Black Americans than any politician in modern history. More Black Americans are in prison because of Biden's corrupt legislation than ever before, yet the fuckers keep voting for him! Are they stupid?
Wednesday, 4 November 2020
I don't know about you but, if I have only met you once or twice I am not likely to recognize you without your boat and if I recognize your boat as far as I am concerned you are the person I know on that boat. I bring this up because I find my self sometimes talking to boat owners who I have never met before but I know the boat. I open a conversation and remind the boater, who I am sure I know, that I am Maffi. This information is often met with a blank stare as I haven't been keeping up with the blogs I am unaware that many of my friends and acquaintances have sold up! A resent encounter with NB 'Parisien Star' ended this way. The guy had absolutely no idea who I was and I was left on the bankside feeling a bit like Scott-no-mates. Ho-hum!
Tuesday, 3 November 2020
No not Grandma, but Grammar. I found this blog today and it is right up my street. Grammar Grandma. If you have any interest in using English correctly you may like to take a visit.
I love the English language and using it correctly. I am not an expert by a long chalk but, I do enjoy finding out. Having said that there are some mistakes I make on purpose. 'Licence' (noun) & 'License' (verb). I always use Licence even if License is the correct word e.g.
Correct: CRT license me to keep my boat on the canals. They issue me a licence to put in my window.
My take: CRT licence me to keep my boat on the canals. They issue me a licence to put in my window.
'Licence' does not exist in American English, 'license' is both noun and verb.
Anyway pop along to Grammar Grandma if you have any interest in grammar. It is written in very simple English so people like me can understand.
Monday, 2 November 2020
..... is it is not connected to reality. People have opinions and that is their right. There are times when people over step the bounds of propriety and rightly should be taken to task, (notice I didn't say 'punished'), It is not for @FaceBook to punish people. They are not a court of law. To argue that it is their site and they make the rules is pointless! It is not their site, they may have originally set it up, but they sold it to the advertisers. In doing that they gave it to the users to whom the adverts are pointed.
Thursday, 29 October 2020
I think we all try to do our best when it comes to our litter. Even so there are a group of people, boaters and pedestrian alike who don't really care for either the canals or their general environment.
Mothers with their children who are too busy on their phone to notice the kids dropping litter. The local yobs dumping their Kebab wrappers. The town boozers who just leave their empty cans all over the place.
Then there is the new craze of magnet fishing. People dragging crap out of the canal on the pretext of keeping the canal clean only to leave the towpath covered in useless rusty artifacts that even the scrappy doesn't want. "Someone is coming along later to collect it!" No they're not! They are only interested in the 'prize'. A gun maybe? Or as happened jus a few weeks ago, in Banbury, a live grenade!
|Some 'magnet' fishers have now taken to grappling hooks|
A favourite of mine is prop-crap. It seems that everyone these days when they stop to take the plastic bags and shit off their propeller they just dump it on the path.
|Only a small amount but back in the water it will|
Is it just some kind of weird cult that holds the roof to be a sacred place and not to be sullied with the crapsam and jetsam of the water. Or maybe they have a snot bubble blocking their thought process. I dunno what it is, anyone?