the longest journey starts with the first step
at least we can still do our 10,000 steps a day
There is no quick resolution to the COVID-19 chaos that is affecting airlines, tour operators, hotels, and whole countries around the world. Yesterday the government in England, via the Foreign and Commonwealth Office, exempted some countries from its advice that we British should avoid any but essential overseas travel.
There is a list of these exempted countries ~ it’s fairly useless. No matter what the Government says here, these countries all have their own rules, which in some cases prevent people who have recently been to England from entering ~ hopefully pro tempore. In some cases there are no commercial flights anyway.
The full Department of Transport list can be found at https://www.gov.uk/guidance/coronavirus-covid-19-travel-corridors
But beware, Cyprus, Greece, and Malta will not let UK nationals in without a test, lots of documentation, a 14 day quarantine, (or at all), there are no flights to the Seychelles, Portugal doesn’t seem to exist any more, & etc. & etc.
Places I think I could travel to in the near future are Italy, Spain, Turkey. Not really an extensive list of holiday Destinations is it? France is definitely off the list of places to go, and large parts of Spain are under lockdown again. There’s always Gibralter, and maybe Morocco.
My best advice is to contact a reputable tour company and airline ~ and then do lots of on-line research before booking anything.
Or stay at home for another couple of weeks.
Sadly, if you are in the USA, you can’t go anywhere, and nobody can come to visit you. Perhaps you may be able to travel by Thanksgiving, or Christmas.
Have a nice Independence Day.
Doom and Gloom when it comes to travel to or from the USA, or anywhere within America either
lawlessness madness discord disorder violence chaos destruction anarchy vandalism
Here in England a young female police officer lies in hospital after a protest march turned into anarchy. She has a collapsed lung, shattered ribs, and a broken collarbone.
Violent agitators abuse, attack, kick, and beat our police men and women ~ who are universally unarmed. Police men and women lie bleeding in the streets.
Mobs rip down and deface statues and dance around like demented savages.
Thousands break the law with these mass gatherings and selfishly destroy any good that has been done by months of painful lockdown, self-isolation, and self-sacrifice.
Rioting thugs try to burn The Cenotaph’s Union Flag, a symbol of remembrance dedicated to the millions of service men and women who gave their lives to help protect the very freedoms these mindless urban terrorists are seeking to destroy.
Mealy mouthed left-leaning politicians, churchmen, celebrities, devisive journalists, and our pointless and distrusted BBC seek to climb on the same high horse from where these demonstrators, protesters, rioters, and thugs decry everything about the British way of life whose freedoms they enjoy.
The streets are unsafe as injuries to innocent passersby to these riots prove.
Britain is not a racist society, far from it, and there is no evidence except hearsay that says there is endemic racism in the United Kingdom.
There is no nobility about these protests here in England, they are self serving expressions of hatred against the establishment.
Some say black lives matter. And that Britain is a racist society. All I know is that any good these protests may have done has long since passed. Decades of left-wing distorted propaganda, passed off as education, have finally come home to roost.
a symbol of unity, honour, and courage
of which these protesters and rioters have none whatsoever
today is ideal for those who wish to make it so
to see a fine sunrise would make my day
I know I’m poorly, but I don’t really know why. Here in England we can only have an on-line of telephone doctor’s appointment, but we have a National Health Service help line, and they play it safe, call them and the chances are they will say you most likely have the coronavirus….. there is no chance of being tested for COVID-19 unless you are a ‘key worker’.
They have told me that I need to self-isolate for another week, which is fine because just going down the 56 steps to the street door is difficult. Climbing back up again needs to be done in stages because I’m so breathless.
The symptoms I have make no sense, neither do the antibiotics I’ve been given ~ a placebo perhaps. I believe that the vitamin supplements are doing me more good; A, B, C, D, E, magnesium and zinc, iron, and cod liver oil. Being isolated and alone is most likely what is wrong with me. Solitary confinement is a cruel and unusual punishment, and I’ve had about 53 days of that.
I really, really, desperately want to be fit and well again.
Some say that illness is all in the mind. And that you are just as healthy as you want to be. All I know is that I’ve had some very bad days since my birthday on March 23rd.
at least I have a friend to keep me company
it’s official ~ lockdown causes insanity
I’ve got to get out of the garret. I’m physically comfortable and safe here, but mentally, emotionally and spiritually I’m hurting. There is serious concern for the mental health of people feeling trapped and lonely during this present medical emergency. It seems that lockdown / self-isolation isn’t good for the soul.
It’s not even as though I can stay in touch with my friends on-line because my internet is very flaky. Presumably there are no engineers working to fix whatever is going wrong.
This song is pretty heartfelt for me.
Please listen sympathetically.
this is what self-isolation is doing to me
hospital isn’t for fun, especially not now
Britain’s Prime Minister, Boris Johnson, is now in intensive care after his coronavirus condition worsened. It’s only 11 days since he tested positive for the deadly disease, and no he is no longer leading the government. Mr Johnson was looking decidedly unwell the last time he was seen on TV. I know what this virus feels like, and let me tell you, one does feel very unwell if you contract this nasty disease.
Here in the UK we don’t have an official second in line of succession, so Mr Johnson has temporarily delegated his responsibilities to the Foreign Secretary, Mr Dominic Raab.
No doubt the Prime Minister has only been taken into the critical care unit at London’s St. Thomas’ Hospital as a precaution, but with this virus one never knows. We can only wish him well.
The British death toll from the coronavirus now stands at 5,372, with the number of patients officially tested as positive is 51,608. This means the mortality rate here is something over 10%.
I trust that we will all stay safe during this critical time.
Great Britain is somewhat rudderless today.
alcohol is the anesthesia through which we may tolerate this life
even those who don’t drink anymore
feel like taking a drink to get though lockdown
the company you keep dictates the choices that you make
perhaps this man is not a true friend to her
Most of us have all sorts of friends, and in our past we have had all other sorts of friends, depending on how you define a friend. There are twitter and facebook ‘friends,’ those who regularly follow our blog, and some of them may become long distance friends we email, chat with, phone….. Then there are members of our church, neighbours, coworkers, golf / tennis / walking / sports buddies, other members of whatever groups we have joined, drinking buddies, fuck-buddies, and lovers. There are also people we, (more or less), have to closely relate with; parents, other family members, husbands / wives, partners, and children ~ we may or not count any of these as our friend.
And then there are false friends, fake friends, enemies disguised as friends. Just because someone hangs out with you, drinks with you, laughs with you, and has sex with you doesn’t mean they are your friend. People pretend well, everybody lies by omission, people use you for their own ends, and some people will be nice to your face and talk shit about you behind your back. Some people are very good at being fake.
Real friends will bring out the best in you, fake friends will take your very best and use it for their own ends. An evil fake friend will take everything you have and use it to satisfy their own perverted desires.
I firmly believe that everyone we meet, we meet for a reason, but some of these reasons are to teach us a hard lesson, and if we don’t learn and live by those lessons, then we will go on becoming ‘friends’ with toxic people who will teach us those hard lessons over and over again. When you fail a test, life will make you retake it, as many times as you need to learn, accept, and understand those hard lessons.
Be ready and willing to lose, reject, and walk away from toxic friends and dysfunctional relationships. Watch out for people who are;
- mean, unkind, and abusive to you
- belittle you, are jealous of you, will not accept the real you
- are selfish, narcissistic, uncaring of your needs
- have values, opinions, habits and behaviours that make you feel uncomfortable.
- get drunk, use drugs, abuse prescription medication, gamble, cheat, steal, engage in promiscuity with people they pick up in bars
Walk away from those people and all of their friends. Don’t ever try to explain or justify anything, just run far, run fast, and never once look back.
Most of all, remain true to yourself.
Some say that your friends can make or break you. And that some of the most poisonous people come disguised as friends and family. All I know is that when you have a true and genuine friend, you don’t deal with the fakes anymore.
nobody you meet in a bar will ever be a true friend to you
you can start with nothing,
and out of nothing and nowhere, you will find a way
if you sink low enough you could live in a building like this
Although I have been putting them on this blog for ages, I never understood quotations like the one at the top of this page, probably because I didn’t read them properly, and never took the time to think about them carefully enough. The little bit I thought I understood about self-help, self-development, self-denial, and spirituality I found to be rather twee, overly religious, and happy clappy churchy. How pretentious of me.
The modern church is producing passionate people with empty heads who love the Jesus they don’t know very well. ~ Voddie Baucham.
The same dismissive attitude applied if ever I attended a self-help group, but in all honesty I put that down to the fact that I dislike intensely all clubs, groups, associations….. In fact I don’t much like being any place with a bunch of weirdos who have a committee and a ‘chair’ because I very quickly get totally unimpressed.
And yet, I always felt that I was drifting through my dysfunctional life, with just the occasional passage of being; a very cool guy, living a really great life to keep me sane and interested. I was a mess, and the worst part was that I knew I had it in me to be a far, far better man than I had ever been before. Some things I had already accomplished, I still have a cool roof over my head living in the garret, I have money in the bank, and generally speaking I’m pretty fit, strong and healthy. (Admittedly I only just got of hospital, where they said I looked like a bad advertisement for death.) But, generally, as my school reports and annual reviews at work usually read; He could do better if he tried.
As you’ve sought out my blog, then maybe you think there are some parts of your life that aren’t looking so good either. And, that you could do a whole lot better if you tried.
The place to start is to stop doing all those things that completely fuck up your life.
- stop lurching from one disastrous relationship after another
- stop all that promiscuous casual sex that makes everyone with even an ounce of morality think you’re a cheap slut
- stop the drunkeness, drug taking, smoking, smoking pot
- give up the gambling, the impulsive buying of things you don’t need or want, spending and wasting a shit load of money you don’t have
- stop driving that junker of a car that gets you a ticket every time a cop can be bothered to pull you over
- stop getting yourself fired, or walking out on jobs you can’t afford to lose
- stop alienating your family and true friends, just because they might tell you the brutal truth about yourself
- stop being a total fucked-up jerk
Some say that there is a little good in all of us. And, that if you dig deep enough you will always find a treasure. All I know is that when I stopped being a total fucked-up jerk my life suddenly got much better.
selling yourself and your self-respect isn’t a good way to escape your fucked-up life
stalking is a serious crime with serious consequences
Stalking is cruel and incessant torture that can have terrifying results. The victim of a stalker can be tormented for years, left too scared to go anywhere, to leave their home, scared of the telephone ringing, unnerved by the slightest unexpected sound. Stalking is a crime that can paralyze an otherwise normal woman with fear, paranoia, and dread.
Your stalker is probably also an alcoholic, they have a sixth sense and know when you change your routine. Sometimes when you plan to be far away from anywhere they would expect you to be they will come home early, or call you, or when you stop to get petrol, (gas), they will be at the same gas station.
Stalkers have an obsessive over-identification with their unwilling target but also a latent envy of their talents and beauty. If they can’t possess the object of their obsession totally, they will destroy the victim’s qualities that they can never have. ~ Stewart Stafford.
Stalkers are cunning. Stalking can happen to you with or without a fear of physical violence, but it will involve verbal and mental abuse. This is not acceptable but is very difficult to prove and the authorities will be reluctant to take strong action. Stalking can even involve you constantly receiving flowers and other gifts, and there is fuck-all chance that the authorities will take any action over that.
Stalking also leads to threatening behaviour, physical attacks, serious sexual assault, serious physical harm, and murder.
The sad thing is that reality says that you will be your stalker’s active object of obsession for anywhere from one month to forty-some years ~ probably the rest of your sad and tortured life. So how to win?
Trust your instincts. Your family, friends, children will pressure you to downplay your stalker’s behaviour. Don’t, your own safety is your #1 priority, not keeping other people happy.
Call the police if you feel in immediate, clear, and present danger.
Keep a record, a stalking diary, tape all his phone calls and any verbal contact he has with you. Save all emails, texts, letters, photos, cards, and postings on social networking sites. In any event, if you are being stalked get off all social networking sites.
Get a restraining order from the courts ~ your stalker will undoubtedly ignore this.
Find a victims’ group, but beware, stalkers also try to attend these groups.
Murder, or having your stalker beaten up is not a good plan for you.
There is only one effective way to defeat your stalker, and that is to bug out, do the big geographical, just plan on getting out ~ but unless you really leave your old life behind your stalker will find you.
Some say that stalking is just a serious of coincidences. And that there is a very fine line between serendipity and stalking. All I know is that some ex-wives, ex-girlfriends, and estranged daughters need and deserve all the protection they can get.
eventually your stalker will grab you by the throat, you don’t have to let him choke you