The OS Doorstep - a helpful and supportive thread in these tough times

bunbun2

pops assuming you are the same TV region as us there is a programme on BBC1 tomorrow at 10.35 on the Lindisfarne gospels.

siegemode

Seakay wrote: »

I have fibromyalgia and I don't know if it's that or something else but I have exactly the same problems as you have re sleeping. I've even tried staying up and not going to bed at all but it doesn't put me right, just makes me feel even more ill than usual the next day.
So no helpful answer I'm afraid, but just the rather cold comfort of knowing that you are not alone in this! A lot of people with ME have the same thing also.

Thanks:)
It amazed me how many on here have the same. Sleep is a real problem for me and when I do doze off it's a light sleep.
I have managed to grill sausages for a sandwich, load the washing twice, hang washing out, bring it in folded it and put it away and I've changed the bed including matress and pillow protectors. I'm cream crackered now, but compared to most people I've done hardly anything:o I get so frustrated at times and the cleaning is screaming at me, the bathroom is a disgrace and the house is cluttered and needs a good sort out and tomorrow never comes. My previous energy levels would be a godsend right now.

I have the dreaded brown envelopes and forms to complete and the extra info/letters etc to copy and enclose and I can't seem to get on with it. I have such a feeling of dread doing it all that my stress level goes off the scale and I can't bring myself to face it
It's gonna be a cheese sandwich and salad for tea, too hot to cook and I havn't the energy to cook.

Anyway on a lighter note has brain fog enabled you to create new words and variations that have stuck. I find myself coming out with complete gobbledygook at times but so long as I'm in the company of those that know and understand me it can be quite funny. for example dumplings are now dolphins, we eat flock barest gateau, we visit Stunhanton (Hustanton) and I rush around like a blue ar**d chicken :rotfl:

What weird and wonderful words have others invented ?

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Hello, another de-lurker here ... and I've just managed to read all 39 pages, you'll probably add 3 more as I'm typing :rotfl:

Another miner's daughter - a Yorkshire lass this time (born in the late 50's).
Mum used to donkey-stone the step. The golden tan colour edged around the step. She use to boil clothes in a boiler, wring out with a hand wringer and dry them over a clothes horse round the fire when it was wet (and out on the washing line when it was fine).
We lived in a two up, two down terrace. Outside toilet and no bathroom. She used to fill the tin bath with hot water on a Sunday night and we took it in turns to have our bath (all in the same water).

In the 70's power cuts we used my Mum's ornamental oil lamps (her pride and joy and picked up mainly from farm and house actions). There seemed to be a fine art in lighting the mantles. Dad had plenty of practice with all the power cuts we had. We also had Tilley Lamps which were mainly used when out dealing with the chickens, goats and the pig.

Does anyone remember pleated skirts? Mum used to do a running stitch down the pleats before putting them in the wash. After they were ironed, the cottons were pulled out. I always wanted a brightly coloured tartan, but Mum insisted on dark colours because I was so messy :cool: I think they came from C&A.

GreyQueen

Seakay wrote: »

I have fibromyalgia and I don't know if it's that or something else but I have exactly the same problems as you have re sleeping. I've even tried staying up and not going to bed at all but it doesn't put me right, just makes me feel even more ill than usual the next day.
So no helpful answer I'm afraid, but just the rather cold comfort of knowing that you are not alone in this! A lot of people with ME have the same thing also.

I'm another ME-er. Because my temperament is pretty enthusiastic, and I can tend to pile all-in to stuff I'm doing, it's very easy for me to get overtired, wired and be unable to rest.

It may sound stupid, but when I get like that, I have to rest a fair bit, to reach the point where I'm rested enough to actually sleep. Probably sounds bonkers to anyone other than an ME/Fibro person.

The trick for me is to try to retain an equilibrium between actually getting stuff done and going too far and whacking myself out for days before I can get back to the equilibrium.


Pink Thrift, I have fond memories of various clothes from Coats & 'Ats, as we used to call them. And can recall having some very long fine pleated skirts, almost ankle-length, musta been cusp 70s/80s. If memory serves and increasingly it doesn't.

Mum was reminiscing the other day about the old privvy they had in the garden in the 1950s. Bucket kind. They had a bought wooden hanger to hold the sheets of paper - Radio Times was a good t.p. substitute, apparently, and it had the legend Don't Just Sit There Dreaming of Your £75,000.

I think that was the big Pools prize of the day, or summat like that. :rotfl:Shows how inflation eats away at daydreams, too.

Right, time for a bit more interwebulating and then I really must wend my way to my pit. Seems wrong when it's still light out, but I need to be rested for t'office. It will be Manic Monday. We have one every single week. Unless there's a Bank Holiday, in which case we get Manic Monday and Terrible Tuesday at once.

I likes the odd BOGOF, but not that sort. Laters, GQ xx

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Ah the 70's.

Hot pants - mine were white and green checks with a little bib on the front.

Midi Coats - almost down to the ankles. Being short - what a sight I must have looked :rotfl:

Anyone remember Parkers(spelling?). Olive green coats with a hood trimmed with fur.

And Crombies .. I never got one, much too expensive. I was always months behind with the latest craze because Mum always got them in the catalogue shops when they were on clearance

And 'clackers' - banned in our school because people were breaking their wrists

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLHftISLNHE

alfsmum

Welcome kitty, parsnip and pink thrift

Well, I don't care if I don't see a strawberry for a week or two. We picked five punnets at the lottie yesterday so have spent quite a bit of time sorting them and making them into jam today. DH treated me to half a dozen 0.5L Kilmer jars yesterday (much better than flowers and chocolates! ) and I had planned to bottle the gooseberries in them. They are all now full of strawberry jam as I had run out of ordinary jars. The gooseberries are still sitting in the bag waiting for more jars to be found. They were only picked from my Mum's garden today though so should be ok for a day or two. If we get snowed in this winter we will be able to live on jam....

Lovely warm weekend but quite heavy and sultry at times. Mustn't grumble though .

Hope everyone is Ok. Off to put things ready for the morning now.

GreyQueen

[Deleted User] wrote:

Ah the 70's.

Hot pants - mine were white and green checks with a little bib on the front.

Midi Coats - almost down to the ankles. Being short - what a sight I must have looked :rotfl:

Anyone remember Parkers(spelling?). Olive green coats with a hood trimmed with fur.

And Crombies .. I never got one, much too expensive. I was always months behind with the latest craze because Mum always got them in the catalogue shops when they were on clearance

And 'clackers' - banned in our school because people were breaking their wrists

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLHftISLNHE

Oh yeah, round our way it was navy blue parkas with bright orange lining and an 'orrible strip of greyish fake fur around the hood. I had clackers and they were a joy and a hazard. When I saw that they'd later started making them with rigid plastic strings instead of proper strings, so's you couldn't hurt yourself, I thought it had taken all the fun out of it.

Childhood in the 60s/70s was a bit Darwinian, at least round our way. You were sent out for the day with a jam sarnie and a lidded beaker of orange squash and expected to get on with it. I tend to think a childhood without some self-induced broken bones and scars is a childhood which has probably not been lived to its fullest potential. Spent half of my young life running wild in the woods. And the other half on my Warwick Flyers.

Anyone else's childhood summers echo to the following cry Muuuummm! Where's the skate key?

Our poor mother; beech trees cover you with a greenish stuff, pine trees get sap on you, brambles scratch you to pieces. It was a dab of Germolene and a plaster and back out there, with her Mum's handed-down exortation ringing in our ears; Yer neither sugar nor salt! *

Random factiod; if you are in the woods, and have a choice of trees to hide under from the rain, you want to be under the holly as it's the most waterproof.

* Meaning and translation; you aren't made of a soluable material therefore the light precipitation we are currently experiencing is not a valid excuse for cluttering up the house whilst your hardworking mother is trying to have a cuppa and listen to her Jim Reeves records. Go away now, please.

Valli

Pooky wrote: »

Whilst I appreciate it's not MSE to do so (10 interest free payments versus the money in the bank earning interest) it saves me thinking about it and takes the pressure off finding it each month.

Given the low rate of interest you're probably not losing much.

Made myself sad by looking a the accounts for July. On the plus side, before I realised I was skint I treated myself to a scratch card and won a tenner! (I am a bit of a Pollyanna < see location;))

Have put a £5 on my phone as I was down to pence. Usually I put a tenner on but I used to do that in Boots and get Advantage Points. They've stopped that now so I can do a fiver at the local shop. Though, when I am feeling flush I will buy a Boots giftcard from Morrisons which I'll use to top up the phone in Boots and I'll get 2p of a litre of petrol (which is 8p off a gallon in old money);)

I have made a date and walnut cake and cooked it in the top oven (I had a new kitchen fitted early 2012 and am still expermenting;)) - think the main oven ,fan off, is best for cakes. Have now, after extensive testing, concluded that top oven is fine for Yorkshire Puds.

Prior to the kitchen refit I couldn't do Yorkshires at all, cakes were risky and nothing cooked in the time it should. Mind you I'm in debt up to my ears to pay for it. Still, I got a day extra in at work this month so I'm looking forward to July's payslip;)

The coats were Parkas (mod style). The skinheads wore Crombies IIRC.

I was often gifted hand-me-downs from older girls. I remember once getting a school blazer from the local public school - which I had to wear as a jacket it was stripy, and clearly from that school and yet I wore it without complaint!. (I still get clothes gifted actually. And I wear them - I started a thread on it once and it made the email! I suppose I ought to claim my badge;))

siegemode

Intresting to hear the results of your oven experimenting. our main fan recently went and luckily I've always insisted on double oven cookers (was in the middle of cooking casserole) I'm sure it's the element, cookers only just over 3 yrs old and it's the first time I've not taken an extended warranty. Anyway, oh makes all our bread and the results have been excellent, even better than the fan oven.

I love baking and I've been dubious as to how the cakes would turn out but gonna give it a try now. Hmmm chocolate, coffee or fruit ?

wondercollie

I had pleated skirts from the mid-70s to late '80s. Have some really fond memories of a black one that came almost to the ankle bone that I wore to work in a different life.

I'm a lazy mare and used to take them to the drycleaners back when they didn't charge by the pleat to press them.