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You know you're getting old when...

Ok, still win.
Eyes, ears, neck (two recent tumour removals), one shoulder, one elbow, both wrists, one hip, both knees, both ankles (fifty year old skateboarding injuries), and five very badly damaged ligaments in my right wankle.

Plus dodgy hand joints from generalised arthritis.

So why will I be out gardening all morning?

Because as a Blackpool woodie lover, I like pain.
Hence all the whippings.
 
Don't you think I already have?

I am managing, and do not meet the criteria, that simple...my conditions are all managed and simply age related...nowhere near the standards for support.

I have a number of clients who are in receipt of PIP, and I am well aware of their personal frustrations with the application process, and the torturous lengthy appeal process after initial refusal...two whole years for one.

I advise a number of clients, and ex clients, of their rights to benefits, particularly attendance allowance (far easier to claim) and PIP... it was a part of my job for a couple of decades.

Just getting old, all my symptoms are either age related or tied to old injuries from an active lifestyle.

Keep on keeping on, someone has to rake up all those leaves at this time of year.
 
rob666 said:
Don't you think I already have?

I am managing, and do not meet the criteria, that simple...my conditions are all managed and simply age related...nowhere near the standards for support.

I have a number of clients who are in receipt of PIP, and I am well aware of their personal frustrations with the application process, and the torturous lengthy appeal process after initial refusal...two whole years for one.

I advise a number of clients, and ex clients, of their rights to benefits, particularly attendance allowance (far easier to claim) and PIP... it was a part of my job for a couple of decades.

Just getting old, all my symptoms are either age related or tied to old injuries from an active lifestyle.

Keep on keeping on, someone has to rake up all those leaves at this time of year.
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I didn't want to presume. You're very much loved/liked, for reasons unknown, around here and I wanted to ensure you had all of the support you could get.

🪿
 
Levels of support.

My last bursitis attack on my left hip, together with my right wankle, meant I was rather immobile for a few days.

My wife (Mrs Twit) kindly went to B&Q for a tall bar stool, so I was still capable of my househusband kitchen duties at all times.

This is love...tender loving care on merlin levels.
 
I really felt like a grown up this morning, as I looked out of the window, saw it was snowing… and my instinctive reaction was an exasperated “Oh, god…” and to start thinking about whether it would affect my commute to uni rather than an excited “Whoopee!”…

My parents and the other adults in my family always hated snow when I was a child. I never understood why, and when me and my sister were always excited at snow falling as kids, I thought it would never happen to me. But here we are!
 
I was just glad I was able to work from home today. I remember a number of years ago were it really came down in Liverpool. Struggled into the office on one of the few buses that ran, and they finally decided to close after all the busses had been cancelled. If Liverpool didn't have a light rail network I'd have been trapped in the city centre. Some colleagues up in the north east ended up having to sleep in their office that time.
 
Thankfully, it wasn’t overly snowy at all in Cardiff. It snowed a bit, but it was more rain than anything else, and there was no white anywhere. It certainly didn’t impair my commute at all.

Randomly, though, Newport looked like a Christmas film as I was passing through on the train; white everywhere and hammering down with snow!

I ascertain that the Midlands and North had it worse snow-wise than the South West/South Wales?
 
Years ago at my previous job, my boss drove 40 miles each way to the office. One day we had bad snow and loads of people called to say they wouldn't be coming in. He bitched about them because he had managed to make it, so why couldn't they?

We all laughed when we found out the next day he couldn't make it home and had to stay in a Travelodge.
 
My finest work/snow interface was about four decades ago.
Took on a festive casual job at a local Berni in.
Given massive credit for getting in to work on a snowy new years in to the country pub on the main road to Preston.
Because it was NYE we were on a good rate of pay.
Free food and drink all night.
Seven staff, all friendly and decent, including the management couple.
Four punters, all local, all snowed in for the night.
In the words of the song...
"Oh what a night".
To this day, I haven't worked out how I got the five miles home, but I was in my own bed by sunrise apparently.
Probably the best student job ever.
 
Star Trek: Generations came out thirty years ago today.

I saw it in the cinema with my girlfriend. She said it was boring and walked out.
A few weeks previously, we had watched Police Academy 7: Mission to Moscow, and she had no complaints.
We did not continue dating after that.
 
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