sometimes, I am a lion, other times I’m a Christian!

Just when I thought I was going to write a second rant free blog, about a week and a half ago I went for a glucose tolerance test, on Monday I got a letter from the surgery asking me to see the nurse. I made an appointment and this morning I pootled along to see nursey. The long and the short of it is that I have type 2 diabetes, not the end of the world, I know, but it’s going to have a major effect on my day to day living. The annoying thing is that products designed for people with medical conditions that require special dietary needs are so expensive. Surely they should be cheaper, no wheat, gluten, dairy or sugar. Maybe it costs more to process cardboard. Just discovered coke zero tastes horrid! Then there’s the medication, don’t get me wrong, I know beyond any doubt that there are people much worse off than me, there are people who are on meds that really do keep them alive. But I swear that when I head off to work in the morning, I’m going to rattle. Still, one up side of this is that I qualify for med exemption, which means that I no longer have to pay for prescriptions, which, considering that the one I got today cost the better part of 30 quid, bloody hell!

Still it’s going to be fun finding healthy recipes and stuff; hopefully I can use this to work on weight loss, and then maybe I’ll look dead sexy in the suit I wear to my wedding. One of my close friends said to me today, “turn the negative into a positive” and I’m sure that with the support of my spectacularly brilliant fiancé, things won’t be as hard as I imagine them to be. The worse thing about all this is the cutting down on sweet stuff. As my closest mates know, I have a very sweet tooth, I quite happily spend four or five quid on pick n mix at the cinema, and I have a passion for cakes and confections, I haven’t met a dessert I didn’t like.

So, dear reader, I’m afraid that this could become a bit of an “oh woe is me” thing for a while, but bear with me and we’ll soon have normal service resumed.

Thanks to Manky for the lead on the ghost hunting, a good site indeed, more to come on that as soon as I get chance to carry out a bit of research.

So that’s all for now.

When life throws you lemons, make lemonade!

Ta ta!

Also… I can kill you with my brain.

Well there seems to be a fair bit of interest in a paranormal investigation group, so I guess a trip to the library is needed, I also need to work on a constitution of sorts. I guess the other thing we’ll need is a venue for a regular meeting and some places to investigate. I expect that there’s a club that’s put their constitution online so I can adapt theirs.

Something that I’ve been asked to do is give an astronomy talk for one of the local scout groups, could be fun. I’ve had a look at what they need me to cover, it shouldn’t be too difficult. I’ll start putting some notes and slides together and getting some posters to put up. I’m quite looking forward to doing it. If I get stuck, I can always call on the members of AAS for help, in other words put manky on standby, what with him having experience with the scouts and stuff.

I also need to look online for things like EMF readers, I have a rough idea on price, sadly they’re not cheap, and with saving for my forthcoming nuptials, I need every penny that comes my way.

At some point over the next week or two, T and I have to visit the local registry office to book the date for the wedding. at the moment I’m not worried or nervous about it, but ask me again closer to the date, the answer may be different. I have my half of the guest list pretty much sorted. We have a rough idea of where we want to have the reception and we even have the entertainment more or less sorted. So that leaves the wedding itself, the catering and the time between the wedding and the reception to work out. There was mention of a sit down meal for immediate family and close friends. But I think that financially that’s going to be difficult. Unless, of course, we can convince Tiamat to contribute in some way. I’m probably gonna get a slap for that last comment. Still if the old battleaxe asks what we’d like as a gift, we could always suggest it, she can only say yes or no, and I’m quite good at dodging fireballs.

So my missions for the week are, in no particular order! 1. Find out how I go about advertising for the formation of a paranormal research group. 2. Get to the registry office and find out how much a wedding is gonna cost. 3. Write the talk for the scouts.

Not too much of a challenge.

Well there you have it, my first rant free blog, even the comment about the dragon queen was fairly well restrained by my standards. So I shall leave you to ponder the workings of the universe and recover from the shock of reading a blog from me that doesn’t end up a venomous tirade of anti-something.

Ta ta dear reader, fair thee well.

holy mother of god and all her wacky nephews

I’ve always liked TV. In the halcyon days of my youth it was a medium of escape. There were programs about people running away and fighting a tyrannical federation, one about a bloke who lived in a blue box that travelled through time and space. There was one about a group of teenagers who had special powers and belts that they used to get from one place to another. Now it seems that we have programs where the main idea is to screw people over, shows that only seem to bring out the worst in people, and so called talent shows. I hate the X Factor, the quicker the population realise that the whole thing’s fixed and they’ve already decided who’s going to win, the quicker it’ll be off our screens. People moan about wrestling being predetermined, well duh, it’s a given. It’s not so much the outcome of the match that matters, but the fight itself. You have to appreciate the athleticism and the skill involved. At least wrestling doesn’t have stupid phone in votes that mean jack, the way I see wrestling is soap with Tom & Jerry violence. People stop paying Simon Cowell's mortgage, don’t phone in. If the country stopped voting they’d have to stop fixing it. They took Primeval off because ITV said that they wanted to devote more time to drama. What drama? So far there’s been one episode of Midsommer Murders, on a Wednesday; the rest of the week has been filled with mindless crap. Whatever happened to world of survival or strange but true? I like documentaries, programs that make you think, or show you how small we really are on this little blue and green marble. I also like to be entertained, but I don’t find things like X Factor entertaining, all right there’s the odd fit bird that’s a bit easy on the eye being all wiggly. But I wouldn’t rush home on a Saturday night to watch it.

I’m much chuffed for my mate Manky who is now an official world record holder; he took part in the world’s largest time warp on Saturday, well done him. Friday night I went along to the astronomy club. I took Al along with me. I think he enjoyed it, Drew did a terrific talk about the autumn constellations and the place was packed, Astrobash really did some good. I WILL attend next years. On Saturday night I was due to attend a ghost hunt at a pub in Essex, unfortunately the event was cancelled. I was a disappointed as I was really looking forward to it, but I’ve been assured that I’m top of the list for the next one. I’ve been thinking about starting up a paranormal investigation group for a while now. Kent has more than its fair share of, allegedly, haunted locations. I think the hardest thing about it would be finding a medium. Particularly as I’m very sceptical about them. Maybe I should advertise in the local library to see if I can find folk that would also be interested. Hmmmmm, mission for the week maybe? Getting it off the ground shouldn’t be too hard, mentioned it on facebook and twitter, so now I sit back and watch folk take the piss or show genuine interest. I wonder which I’ll get more of. I’ll update in my next entry.

Right that’s about it for now, if you’re reading this, live in Kent and think, hmm, I’d be interested in help this fella start a paranormal investigation society, leave a contact e-mail in a comment and I’ll get back to you. If you actually know me, then contact me through phone or e-mail. You never know, running around buildings looking for evidence of supernatural activity could even be fun.

Until next time, don’t have nightmares!