28/12/2008 by Russell.

Christmas came and went in a blurr.  Goose overcooked, lost at tennis on the Wii, lost at ten pin owling on the Wii, lost on Mario Kart, not all the time, but shave and close come to mind.

My knee is still injured, but that didn’t prevent me from having a visit to casualty, love the programme so much I just had to experience it first hand. Slept all Christmas Eve and had all Christmas Day a little rubber ring thingy in my ear from my ipod headphones. Tweezers didn’t do the trick, so when finally discovered this thing, Casualty beckoned.  Greg and I sat around for an hour, no-one there, Mary Celeste etc, then a huge woman, and her huge kids came in and got served in 10mins, and we still sat there for another 40mins, NHS (Not Happy Service) was not looking after its customers, absolutely shoddy.

We were seen by 3 people, so where we these characters when we walked in? the thing was pulled clear and all over in 10 mins, something not quite right when it takes this long to be seen.

Yikes - go some new jeans - not a sale item - despite the paucity of the high street. This means I have now got 2 pairs of trousers to wear.

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23/12/2008 by Russell.

On the downhill slope to Christmas now, goose defrosted, ice cream in the freezer and presents under the tree? what’s missing?

What else could there be?

Food, nah? drink nah? snow? -wouldn’t be amiss,  Morecambe and Wise- ah bless those days eh?, health? nah! - something with a little je ne se quois - well yes…that little extra..

Where is it? what is it? - a little something from the Adirondacks would go down a treat……..

Source:http://www.outdoorbound.com/images/photos/Adirondacks_Winter_Weekend_Getaway.jpg

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13/12/2008 by Russell.

My dad has now been in hospital over 10 days now, his strength and will to go on is unsurpassed. He started with sickeness, urinary infection, and had his kidney pipework replaced, all good stuff, and now because of antibiotics, he’s got thrush in the mouth (thought that was a vag thing) which means eating (one of his pleasures) is not all that it is cracked up to be. he’s now on tablets for that, what next for the poor fella?

He goes to Weston Park for a shot of radiotherapy this forthcoming Tuesday - i suppose this is to try and relieve the pain on his bottom and enable him to sit more comfortably and use his legsagain.

At last the web site http://www.silken-touch.com is live, just needs some minor changes, but we are last able to open our doors to trade.

I have found myself getting more upbeat of late despite the condition of my father. The watershed was with Barry, he gave me some faith in myself and a realisation that I do have a place on this planet.  Thanks Baz.

By contrast 2009 will be my year.  I have a french property venture to sort out, I have a silk duvet business to get going, I have other irons in the fire, which should make for an interesting year, unfortunatley on the down side, will my dad be there to see it?

Greg’s off playing soldiers every Thursday - “bang bang your dead” he tells me how they have to shoot people!  Oh my gosh, at least the camouflage hides where he hasn’t washed, he’s got an excuse now lol!

The rest are here there and everywhere…….I should be in Berlin in Feb, NYC in March…..all student related.

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01/12/2008 by Russell.

Cor blimey!

Its all downhill to Christmas, have already seen snow and ice, which is a bit of a rareity before Christmas.
Whats been happenin?

Been to London, HRH was out, had to pull my blog on my tv appearance on Eggheads.  The prog is to be aired in March 2009,  suffice to say I played like a turnip and apart from that I contravened my confidentiality statement..can see me on  facebook though lol!

My boys team have only won twice this season, and we are losing 8-6, or 7-5, 0r 6-4, we are so close to many victories, but can’t turn such performances into wins.

Greg is now so keen on shooting he’s off to joing the army cadets - oh my goodness, we had to go ‘cherche’  a bullet down Portobello Road market.  So we came up with an AK47 round. (Not live), and found Banksy pic for Emily’s boyfriend.

Not seen much of United this season, have seen Champions League and an odd league game, so hopefully will get across to see them play Sunderland with Bazil.

My Dad, is now in his third month in a Nursing Home in Clay cross, to be honest it smells, they have had a change of ownership, and it really isn’t my cup of tea, but for my Dad its the safest place for him with all his bladder-kidney-legs-cancer etc.  He is making a fist of it.  It is like a death camp, except no-one knows when the executioner will arrive. No-one leaves except my dad on his zimmer to get out and about.  He has to be out, there is no social interaction, no-one able to be communicate or share a game of cards or even Uno.

he puts on a brave face, Brenda  had to regain her sanity, but my dad wouldn’t be where he is now without Brenda’s efforts. i am just a visitor into his life.

Phillip is out there doing stuff when he can, been to Amsterdam on busines already..but does Accountancy grab him?

Then there is me, work, work and a flipin knee ligament injury for 3 weeks. Hobble hobble, no 5 a -side i guess until after Christmas..bck to where I started.

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