Ok had to go back to the docs this morning, got another prescription but I'm puzzled by the warning!

More sleep please! It's getting more and more difficult to get a good nights sleep at the moment. With a wobbly pelvis that causes me constant pain and irritation when walking or lying for too long, it's sure making sleep really really difficult. Thanks to Lisa's mammoth sized pillow which takes up the space of a whole person in bed, I've been finding it slightly easier sometimes. Last night wasn't great though, maybe it was my own fault by going to bed at 9.30, but i got up at 1.30 and thought heck I'm not sleepy I'll go and do something like sewing brownie badges onto Phoebes sash and sewing a toggle that had come off her cardigan. Then I decided well since I'm up I might as well iron! Oh and then go and munch on pineapple - brilliant I though at least I'm being healthy. Next I decided to watch TV, usually the early morning drivel and OU programmes put me right to sleep but damn did I find that Designing Technology program interesting, followed by a film about Hilary and Jackie Du Pre the musically talented sisters. This ended in me finally making my way to bed at 5 am!

I'm a fool I know, I should have gone to bed earlier but I got hooked on the TV, well maybe the chocolate cake that was left over from Wendy's birthday and the packet of already opened bacon crunchy crisps (haha Drew caught you eating junk food).

Wow what a weekend we've all had. First of all Drew's sister Lorna arrived on friday, so we all went to the local indian restaurant and georged ourselves silly on lots of lovely food. Being 27 weeks pregnant I found it difficult to eat lots and decided to retire to bed at 9pm (oh yes that late!) whilst Dude, sprog and Lorna went to the pub for a cheeky wee half.

On Saturday we started to get ready for our BBQ, first I had to pick Wendy up from the train station and then we shopping (hehe it was shopping for the BBQ honest - even though I did bag a bargain in Dorothy Perkins and New look). Arriving back at the house Drew and Lorna had purchased some more meat products and our fridge now resembled a butchers counter - I have never seen to much meat before - did I ever tell you I was a strict Vegan at one point in my life?

Anyway it was a good day, and we all had a good laugh - there were some norty going ons with people climbing the neighbours trees and ahem fences. Some rough and tumble in the summer house where people were doing backclips on the exercise ball and trying out our various gym equipment. I shall link some photos in sometime soon.

Loonies! Haha - yes I'm feeling better, finally got some antibiotics and already they have stopped the sore throat and nasty chesty cough. Still got boogers but hey you can't have everything.

Now you see them, now you don't!

Still feeling ill today, stuffy nose has turned into chest infection and making me feel miserable.

Normal service to resume soon I hope. :)

still feeling crappy today - would much rather be doing what Elvis is doing here - snoozing in the sun on the summer house!

Today has been postponed as we are all suffering from sore throats and boogers. Thanks Phoebe for passing your bugs onto us - as they say it's great to share!
oh another note - keep a careful eye on those bag packers who are supposed to help when you are at the checkout. Today for once i decided to let the kind lady help pack my shopping whilst i stood there and blew my nose and looked miserable. Turned out after packing my stuff and putting it in the trolley she had left all my new underwear sitting at the checkout whilst i paid for it.
Most annoyed when I got home to find this out, and then I had to call tesco whilst mildly mad and explain at being 6 months pregnant, suffering from a cold and hip joint pain that it wasn't my fault that she didn't put the items in my trolley, and therefore would they please deliver it. Well after much hoo-aaahing they did and the delivery guy had a nerve to say that it wasn't company policy to deliver these things! So i reminded him that it was also company policy that the people who help pack your shopping bags don't leave your things at the checkout!!!!

Sweet weekends...this weekend i planned to visit my old old friend (she wont thank me for saying old here!) in Tonbridge, I was told off for calling it Tonbridge Wells. To my amazement it was one of the easiest places to drive too, even though i spent some time sitting in traffic at the toll booth and traffic jams in the hot hot sunshine! i was welcomed into her house by their teenage son Connor (just remember Connor I babysat you when you were a little 3 year old blonde haired toddler!), who despite being a teenager (hormones and girls - know what I mean?) is still a pleasure to shoot the shit with! Diane arrived soon after with her two brilliant daughters (sorry Connor you are brilliant too - but don't let that go to your head.) Rhiannon (who is a flagpole with long flowing hair) and Caitlin (who is such a cute little pixie). Diane, I am glad to say, was looking well despite running around after 3 busy kids (2 of them black belts in Wing Chun - how kick ass is that?) still retains her wicked sense of humor and "normality" - Diane if you are reading this you will know what I mean! Her hubby you see works in some god-forsaken shit hole for the oil industry and spends lots of weeks away from family. Hats off to you guys. I really couldn't do without Drew being here to help fix the house, sort out kids, shopping, housework, blah blah and whatever else my handy "man friend with extras" does here.

Thanks Diane for looking after Phoebe and I, taking us out to Si for some lovely calamari (this time i didn't feel queasy after eating it) and a lovely artichoke salad. Sorry I couldn't eat more but I have a naughty baby playing volleyball with my small intestine and football with my bladder. Does make eating lots of lovely food tricky. I'm looking forward to cooking a full English breakfast complete with butteries for you when you drop by in August.
ciao for now everyone xxx

Phoebe's ode to the King, Elvis of course!

Dear Inland Revenue Wankers!

I am writing to complain about the inland revenues complete incompetence and inability to resolve the issues with my partners and my tax credits.

I wrote to you several months ago outlining the reasons why I thought it was unreasonable of you to try and recover overpayments made by you to us. You then replied with a letter from P. Enishead, saying you were going to go ahead and we had no right to appeal.

Firstly, can you explain how you came to the conclusion that I should have been aware that the payments were wrong, as I have never claimed them in the past and had no prior knowledge of what I could expect? Secondly, your statement that I have no right to appeal I find quite insulting. You clearly think you are above reproach and infallible. How you came to this conclusion when the Press reports that you have made approximately £1.8 Billion worth of overpayments Nationwide is incredible!

Further on in the letter you claim to have checked our employment information and say it is correct. What did you check this against? After several fruitless attempts to clear up the problems using your laughably titled “Helpline”, I then discovered that our employment information is wrong! P. Enishead is obviously not up to their job or they just didn’t bother to check!

From the 9th of June ’04 up to the 22nd of Feb ’05 you claim to have paid £10.10 per day into my wages. These 259 days total £2615.93. Neither my partner or I have ever received these payments so we DO NOT wish to pay this money back to you! The PAYE Ref. No. You had for me was incorrect and so was her employers name. We have now corrected another of your mistakes for you.

In fact as you have been recovering these imaginary overpayments from our current Child Tax Credits, we believe that you owe us backdated credits.

Further to these problems, the ability of your call centre staff must be brought into question. On Wednesday the 7th of June 06 I called to complain about your service as your complaints leaflet says I can do this. I was told someone from your Preston office would call me back within 48 hours. This did not happen. I called again and asked to talk to a supervisor hoping they may be more thorough. I was advised that someone would call me back within 24 hours. This did not happen. Today I called again. This time I was put strait through to a manager. She then claimed that without a written complaint as well as a verbal one, no one would be in touch. If this is the case, why does your complaints leaflet state that it is possible to complain by phone?
The manager then checked my details and told me my mobile phone number had been written incorrectly. If your employees are unable to take down a phone number, how can they be expected to correctly type in a PAYE Ref. No.?

As you can understand this whole process has been extremely stressful for myself and especially my partner who is now 5 months pregnant. She does not need the stress of you trying to collect a substantial amount of money, which we do not owe you.
I request that you review our whole claim from the first day it was made in early ’04 and correct any mistake. Please contact me in person, as I would be happy to give you any information you need.
We believe we deserve a written apology and a thorough explanation as to why, after 2 years of dealing with you, that this matter has still not been resolved.

If this matter is not resolved very soon, I will be contacting the local Press and my MP, as at the minute you seem unwilling to help individuals. Perhaps the intervention of someone with a bit more “muscle” will give you a suitable incentive to get you going.

I look forward to hearing from you VERY soon, (you bunch of thick twats)

The surface of the moon never looked so smooth...
25 weeks and counting

Project Beaver turned into project Brain! What can i say - oh well onto project beaver attempt 2!

Project Beaver !

Morning - up early again! Our ongoing saga with the garage next door still hasn't ended. Last year the garage at the end of our street bought the all the connecting neighbours gardens and proceeded to turn it into a car valeting area much to our annoyance as there is now a car mat vacummn, car vacuum and jet wash literary just feet away from our back garden. The ever caring and obliging council went ahead with this guys planning permission despite our concerns over flooding (yes we live on a flood plane), noise contamination and problems with opening hours etc etc. Seemed like the council couldn't give a hoot about the residents and proceeded to grant him permission. Since then he's opened his oh so amazing car wash and proceeded to flaunt the regulated opening hours - which were restricted to mon-fri 8a,-6pm, saturdary 9-1 and not at all on sunday. He's got the damn thing open from 7am till 9pm every fucking day of the week. So in the meantime whilst waiting for the council to complete their useless and time wasting procedures to tell him to stop or otherwise face fines/court etc, we've had to put up with jet washes at 7am, loud music - yes i can even name the tunes! People shouting, horns going off and the best of all car alarms!
Whilst watching a documentary one night about being happy I found out that the council have to ensure that their "people" - which means us lot - are happy. Makes me wonder why the heck we've been having to endure their slow procedures to enforce the enfored operating hours on this garage! We've been living with this for 7 months now and not without much pain and stress to ourselves.

I'm beginning to think the only option we have is to continually embarrass the council like I did last time (yes i managed to get the press involved and the reported rediculed the council planning board in her report) or take out some private action at great cost to us.
Have any of you had similar problems - and how did you get it sorted out? I would love to know. oh if you want to know where this annoying garage is - its in St Neots on Cambridge Street - please avoid at all costs - as its ruining our use of our garden.

Well its been well over a year since I blogged. Well it wasnt suprising by the fact that stats these days say at least 75% of bloggs die within the first 6 months of their creation.

Anyway good news - more babies have arrived in the world today and I wish Tosha and Nik a happy baby day - they announced the arrival of Kalila at 2.09am this morning.

Oh the picture? thats Elvis the evil one. He's cute, no really honest he is -when he's not chasing other cats out of the garden, eating like a pig and drooling cat spit across me.

Just some unusual facts to while away the day with!
10 unusual accidents

Figures published by the Department of Health have revealed a huge range of unusual accidents which put people in hospital in England in 2004. Here is just a small sample.

1. Two people were admitted after being in contact with venomous spiders. Both stayed in hospital for five days.
2. 22 people suffered from exposure to ignition or melting of nightwear, most of them men.
3. 1,481 people, most of them children, were injured by hot drinks, and most needing an overnight stay in hospital.
4. Two people needed five days' treatment after contact with centipedes or venomous millipedes.
5. 15 people were admitted after contact with a marine animal, needing an average of two days in hospital.
6. Four people had an average of two days' treatment after exposure to vibrations.
7. 1,839 people - 78% of them children - fell out of trees.
8. 4,533 people fell when using ice-skates, skis, roller-skates or skateboards. 57% of them were under 15.
9. One girl needed an overnight stay after being "bitten or struck" by an alligator. (By comparison, 3,508 people were bitten or struck by dogs.)
10. One child was admitted to hospital after "prolonged stay in a weightless environment". He or she did not stay overnight. There are no further details about who this person was or how they had come to need treatment.

Nik Newark - is a big liar - he stuffed my Tiggr into a small plastic box then blamed it on someone else!

Nik - you'd better watch out! Revenge is sweet! muwahahhaahhaa

Hello I'm back.
I do apologise for being offline for a long time, but I have been very busy moving house and with work.

anyway a big congratulations to my friend Carol and Craig - who have just announced that they are having a baby. This seems to be the year for babies, firstly Tosha gave birth to the beautifully cute Indigo on New Years Day! Welldone Tosha and Nic. Secondly Conchita is expected to pop this week - we've heard nothing so far! and Finally Lisa and Paul are expecting their first baby too!

looks like I may be busy popping round for baby cuddles this year.
Me on the other hand or should I say arm, have decided to re-new my implant in my arm - so I have no worries for another 3 years in that department.

I must also say congratulations to Karen and Andy who are getting married in March this year, they have asked Phoebe to be a bridesmaid! I'll post photos when I have them.

So what is everybodies plans for this year?

Told ya so!
My time of need came and I was rewarded with a Knight in Shining Armour, the good Karma came and helped me as I stupidly left my headlights on and ran down the car battery! Aforementioned Knight came to my rescue and jump-started the car.
today is a good day - I feel a bit goofy though, like my brain is surrounded by marshmallow.
Strange....

Good Karma/Bad Karma
I firmly believe in Karma - do something really bad and life will bite you in the ass. I've seen this on many occassions for it not to be false.

So to make sure that my ass doesn't take any more kickings I try to do at least one good dead a day (what a goody two shoes I am- but I cant help it I used to be a Brownie and that good dead thing has been firmly implanted in my mind). So today my good dead was a huge one, I went to the recycling centre (had a bit of a wild party at the weekend - so had load of stuff to recycle). And there I deposited my bottles, cans and plastics. But what did I find there - a neat clean recycling centre? Hell no I found a disgusting area that was overflowing with bags, I got mad, I got so mad I wanted to scream and walk away - what have you people done? You are so fecking lazy you are unbelievable - you make all that effort to recycle your shit at home but when you get to the recycling centre - you think "Oh hell the bank is full I'll just leave my stuff on the ground" . What the hell do you think happens to it? Some little pixie comes along and empties all your containers into the correct bin? Do they hell! - no the wind comes along and proceeds to fling your crap all around the place. You creatures disgust me. (rant finished - now find that calm place in my head)

No I didn't talk away - today I made it my goal to tidy up after you - you ungrateful pigs. I started to open your fly infested stinking bags of plastic bottles and empty them into the correct banks for you. Then help appeared - the guy from Morrisons came along and started to help, then another recycling lovvie appeared and she too started to help, and then another Morrisons person popped along - such sweet angels appeared and helped me!

Now my bad Karma has been equalled out by all the good Karma I've put into my bank!