Diary of a busyish woman

I haven't written much in the past week due to being sick & no, I'm not going to elaborate. If men are supposed to be bad about attending the doctor, then I think I'm the wrong gender! I put it off and put if off in the vain hope I'd get better all on my own. So why don't I like going to see the doctor? They're lovely people in the main with a real interest in their patients, but I don't want to waste time on a fool's errand if I can sort myself out - and paying for a fool's errand is even more stupid. I'm getting better but slowly and will probably have to pay a return visit during the week. Now to explaining the title - I do have to rest quite a bit as I've got arthritis, but spending days in bed just doesn't work for me these days. It was ok last Friday and Saturday when I had 6 books to read from Clonakilty library . After that, it was plain boring, so I'm definitely not cut out to be a couch potato. I decided to explore t...

It's a busy time in many households, but yesterday I had a few minutes to listen to Seán O'Rourke on Radio 1 , and the piece stopped me in my tracks. I forgot that I was trying to cook something flavoursome for a very health conscious teen and work through some last minute.com stuff. Listen to it: to the couple who have meat at weekends and then it's always mince but during the week eat bread and fruit, and veg from their own garden because they simply don't have the money as they struggle to pay the mortgage to keep a roof over their heads; the man who is being put through hell by his bank even though he has been up front and straightforward when he got in trouble with payments, attended the doctor who wrote a letter to 'the bank' - the response horrified me: he received a 7 day notice to vacate his home with his family from 'the bank'! By calling it 'the bank', we neutralise the noun and that takes responsibility off real people. 'The...