Tuesday, 29 September 2009

Be a bit afraid, I think

Your friendly neighbourhood adviser has been struck down by the swine flu, all the hype was right, it is a nasty flu and if you get asthma you will need an extra supply of Ventolin. I have to say the last time I felt that ill I was diagnosed with pneumonia!
However, today I am feeling better, shaky, but better, but the husband and daughter have both reported feeling like they have a "throat" thing, so I'm expecting to be recovered in time to look after them!
The governments advice to have good manners and cover your mouth when coughing and "catch it, bin it, kill it", rings a little hollow while you are struggling to just breathe. I'm afraid the last thing on my mind was washing my hands!
Still, I'm due for the routine flu vaccine in 2 weeks time and I expect to be called to the pig vaccine too. Its a bit late, but I will have them anyway just in case.

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Its Sunday evening

again, where did the weekend go. There is crap all on the tv, so I'm listeming to marilyn manson on spotify while writing this.
Wow, I think Spotify could replace everyone's record collection, especially mine, if it was a little easier to use. I havent been able to set up a playlist yet although my H has.
I have been rambling through all the music I used to listen too, and some I never listened to before. I highly recommend giving it a go

Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Back to work

Its funny how the effects of two weeks hols can disappear within moments of getting back to work!

Still, the clients continue to be eclectic, one nice lady was in search of the local AA meeting, but couldn't find the venue. Still, this is where google comes in to its own!

Weirdly two clients in one day, both moving back to live in the UK specifically to claim benefits and use the NHS as their money/insurance has run out- both had spent substantial time paying their taxes in other countries, these sort of clients are usually a bit disappointed in the amount they can claim and the hoops they have to jump through to get it.

As another lady said to me, given the broad and inquisitive nature of the questions the DWP insisted in asking her brain damaged, terminally ill husband, she couldn't understand why any one can actually cheat the system.
I know what she means if some people turned the energy and ingenuity to work as they do to being on benefit, they could be dragons in the den on tv!