Bob's Blog Page 58
You are reading Page 58 of Bob's Blog/diary/dream/story/journey/novelistic memoir.
He is 86 years old and counting.
He is also very much aware that this blog is of no significance whatsoever -
at the time of writing!
Wednesday 1st January 2025.
For the time being Bob has decided to quit blogging. He will respond to any questions. Contact above. Thanks for reading and Many Happy Returns and New Years. Bob.
Friday 3rd January 2025.
That didn't last long did it?
The sight of two large, lively, fluffy foxes ambling about in your back garden, one with a white tipped tail, has to be something worth blogging about don't you think?
Alexa. Relaxing classical. Breathing more easily, breathing more slowly. ZZZZZZ......
Saturday 4th January 2025.
I went to view another flat today (don't tell anybody). It was on the first floor, had far reaching views over Waitrose, balconies, plenty of elbow room, underground car park and a lift. What's not to like? No fluffy foxes!
'The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society' what's not to like?
Decided to apply to The Open University for help with my amazing invention (or AI for short). What's not to like?
Fitted another grabrail. Are you sure you don't want a grabrail fitted? No charge if you are older than me!
Sunday 5th January 2025.
Is it OK if I can't think of anything interesting to blog about today? Perhaps you would send me your stories?
Monday 6th January 2025. (Still can't get used to 2025.)
Dear Reader,
Because I have unloaded all shopping duties onto our favourite Angels, I have decided to ditch the evening carers. It maybe that in the weeks to come I will ditch all the morning carers as well thereby saving loadsa money. This has come about because horizontal energy levels have gone through the roof. Or is it early-onset self delusion?
Love and hugs,
Bob
PS I would like you to know that things are moving slowly but positively in the direction of 'Horizontal Gravity' thanks to you. You know who you are.
Tuesday 7th January 1939 whoops sorry 2025.
Today, you may have noticed your favourite blogger turned into an 86 year old wrinkly. One day you may be as lucky! The birthday pint of ale in The Bear with Dan was lovely, the curried muscles less so but hey ho!
Wednesday 8th Januarys 2025.
Yesterday morning, I posted a picture of me in my pyjamas but I decided to delete it yesterday afternoon. I decided it was vain. If you are disappointed you missed it I'll send you a copy. You didn't miss anything!
Eva the Occupational Therapist popped in yesterday, she was blown away with Bob's bathroom modifications for disabled Nannies. She has OK'd the move upstairs but Bob might decide that running up and down stairs (the stair lift takes too long) is too much for 86 year-olds. Bloody exhausting even! Let's have a look at some Bluebells.
Thursday 9th January 2025.
A respite stroll in the low midday sunshine to visit Great Grandmother Annie and Great Grandfather John in Cobham Cemetery was achieved without too much difficulty. In case you've forgotten their story can be found HERE. Annie Byrne from Dublin has been lying there since 7th September 1891 waiting for attention. This is not her but she is nearby and also deserves attention, don't you think?
Friday 10th January 2025.
Spoke to a Virtual Assistant today about my Premium Bond, he sounded virtually human but he was deaf as a post, blind as a bat and thick as two short planks. I'll probably be jailed for discrimination but there you go.
Saturday 11th January 2025.
Dear ERNIE,
Thank you for your reply.
I would suggest that your admission of 'an error' in your website does nothing for confidence and trust required from savers or the reputation of ERNIE and NS and I in general.
Also, your use of a 'Virtual Assistant' is demeaning to anyone who has the misfortune of having to speak to it.
You will, no doubt, be aware that I am 86 but you won't be aware that I am also a 24/7 carer for my wife who is a recent stroke victim and is now a 'virtual' invalid. This for me is exhausting and I don't need emails at 7pm on a Friday or to have to reply to them early on Saturday morning.
I look forward to your response.
Kind regards,
Bob
Don't you get cheesed off with endless requests for reviews? What did you think of your Chocolate Surprise? What did you think of your Coat Hanger? What did you think of your Picture Hanging Eyelets? It seems to me that somebody has got nothing better to do. How about giving me a hand with wheelbarrowing old ladies about? Don't get me wrong, I realise I'm very fortunate to be able to wheelbarrow old ladies about.
Had an email from Nahoko telling me that she has approved conversion of the bathroom into an all singing all dancing wet room. So, no more lounging in the bath. Unless you would be happy to rent out your bath. What do you think? Airbnb (bath and breakfast!).
Sunday 12th January 2025.
Lovely to see our feathered friends return to the garden. For months the feeders were banned while Roland Rat and his friends were at large but now Percy the Wood Pigeon rules the roost once again. How the hell they survive out there with no socks on beats me. He is a wonder of aerodynamic efficiency despite being a fat b*******.
The Amazing Invention (AI for short) took another leap forward today but nobody noticed. It'll happen.