The Garden Fence - help and support in tough times

milasavesmoney

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Bottle edging...be sure to flip through because the first picture is not too enticing.

I'm watching The Patriot with Mel Gibson. It's a story about our Revolutionary War with England and its on BBC America. I just find that unexpectedly funny. Ironical as Robin Williams would say.

mardatha

A wee bit like Braveheart with a different accent Mila ? lol

FairyPrincessk

Looks like I'll be raiding the recycling bin today. OH drinks alcohol free beers in the week but they come in brown bottles. I might have to get him to switch to something in a more attractive bottle. :rotfl: I think there is another brand of it in green which could make an interesting pattern. I only need about 1.5 meters. I actually quite like the sound of green painted corrugated metal Softstuff, but I'll save the spends for when we have our own garden.


Mila the first few years I lived in the UK I heard no end of jokes about not throwing tea into water and when would I be paying the bill for all of that spoiled tea. These days my accent is fairly mild so people I know have mostly forgotten I'm American and those I don't know can't usually locate where I'm from. I usually get Ireland which has resulted in some strange conversations.


The plugs here generally have a fuse in them (I know the prepping lot have been regaling you with UK/US differences, plugs and hot water systems have been the most entertaining in my experience) and one day the one in my microwave went. I trotted down to the local electrical shop with it to ask if I could buy a replacement and asked if I needed to have the appliance checked for blowing a fuse since we didn't have them at home and I wasn't sure what the procedure was. He then said "Don't plugs have fuses in Ireland?" and I just gave him a blank look and said "I don't know." Then he asked how long I'd been in Wales and I said however many months it had been and he just gave me a strange look...it was only then that I twigged he thought I was from Ireland and must be completely dim not to know what sort of plugs they had. I couldn't think of a diplomatic way to correct him so I had to endure a very patronizing conversation in which he also explained how to use a screwdriver (who knows how he thought I got the fuse out in the first place). I scuttled out completely embarrassed :rotfl:.

ivyleaf

Oh dear FPk, how awkward! I expect I'd have just gone very red and muttered "Um, actually I'm from XXXX"

Well, I seem to have an inner ear infection. When I got up yesterday I was feeling a bit spaced-out, then when we were in the butcher's I suddenly couldn't get my balance at all. OH was looking at me a bit bemused as I clung desperately to the chiller cabinet! I had to tell him to ask the staff for a seat of some kind.

Someone brought a sunlounger, apparently the only seating in the place, and a drink, and I sat there sipping water while other customers told me about the times they'd had similar problems ("I just heard this high-pitched ringing in my ear - next thing I knew, people were helping me up off the floor!" If you're reading this, nice men in local butcher's, I'm glad you were both all right, and even gladder that I managed not to fall over.)

So I'll stay indoors for today, where there are plenty of doorframes to grab onto if need be. I might go to the walk-in clinic at the GP surgery tomorrow, but I'm sure they'll just say it's a virus.

Softstuff

I'm sorry Ivyleaf, but the image of you on a sunlounger sipping a drink in a butchers made me giggle I hope you're feeling more stable soon, I've been there and it isn't much fun xx

mardatha

I once had to over a very high and twisty road - really windy road over a high moor - to the surgery with that Ivy. On the back of the bike lol. By the time I got off the bike and into the building, I was bouncing off the walls and nearly fell off her couch

ivyleaf

Softstuff wrote: »

I'm sorry Ivyleaf, but the image of you on a sunlounger sipping a drink in a butchers made me giggle I hope you're feeling more stable soon, I've been there and it isn't much fun xx

Yes, it must have looked funny! I didn't have my feet up though, it was half-unfolded like a chair. And the drink was a mug of water rather than a Pimm's. One of the butchers kindly helped me back to our car - I can't lean on OH as he's too wobbly himself!

There's a greengrocer in the other half of the building, and I'd planned to get some nectarines, so I dispatched OH to get those while I was recovering.

I had to sit on the side of the bed for a while this morning before standing up, but at least I haven't fallen over so far, and eldest grandchild has gone to collect DD1's meds from the hospital, so it's all good.

Oh, and DS bought a prop and has propped up the run of bricks by the front door that had slipped until they can be fixed properly, and also put the new taps on the bathroom washbasin They're lever taps, so much easier when our thumbs hurt.

Crumbs, Mar, you did very well to stay on the bike! :eek: that must have been the tightest you'd ever hung on to the RV in your life!

Tipsntreats

Hello, everyone.
In life we often have traumatic experiences that we suppress (not getting into Freud).
Other traumatic events happen, and so forth. Then something triggers those previous memories.
I am going to tell that I have had MANY stalkers throughout my life. When I was a teenager, one such person actually slept outside my house on the pavement. My Dad, kept telling him to !!!!!! off, or he would call the police. That was the first. Another, I never knew who, left gifts for me in the front garden. This went on for six whole months. In the end I just left the gifts in the garden, hoping it would stop. The gifts then started arriving where I worked.
When I left home, my friend came to call on me, and found a dead rabbitt outside my flat door.
When I moved away it all stopped.
I did have a little trouble when my twins were small, but my hubby put a stop to that. It was the adverts placed in the paper, selling baby stuff, so that started with phone calls- very frightening ones.
I have lived in Bournemouth for 16 yrs. I am now nearly 59, so why has it started again?
I am a creature of habbit, every Wed I park my car in the same car park, then go shopping.
There is a car wash, run by the Polish. At first, one of them just shouted out "Morning", I just put my hand up. Then, he was in a shop I use, with his wife and child. He left her, cornered me in the SAME shop, and said"You are beautiful". I have never moved so fast in my life.
He is everywhere I go these days! Roses left on my wipers (must be him). Yesterday a rose was left on the car outside my house. My hubby thought it was someones mistake. I cannot tell hubby, he will go OTT. What could the police do, if I told them? He hasn't done anything bad, just given me the creeps. You are the only people I have been able to tell about this.
What should I do?
Tips

nursemaggie

I think you will probably have to go to the police with it but if you want someone to talk to about it and maybe have someone to go with you to the police, You could try The Samaritans. You just need to call them and they will ask you to come to there office. They don't just listen to people who are contemplating suicide the are there to help with anything troubling anyone.

I am sure they will have had a few people come to them about the same thing. I once went to them with a problem. They were very good.

The police will be able to do something as you can tell them who he is. They have more difficulties when you have no idea who it is. It is after all an offence.

ivyleaf

Tips I agree with nursemaggie, that you should tell the police. He may not have done anything to you physically but he is frightening you