hello
Oh nooo, the car's not fixed, am going to garage GF recommended to me in Dorset somewhere.
I just need to shift it 200 miles with dodgy gear change. Gulp.
Car been sitting in the drive for 6 months and was dead.
Maybe I should operate on mac...is scary.
Am stuck sitting on sofa. It got me in the end. help.
AA? Is your Mum with the AA? If you can manage to get two or three miles up the road, you could **ahem** be relayed to your **ahem** destination.
Glad your car got going again
actually garage is not in Dorset, it is in Somerset, is nice to live near borders. only 45 mins away from Somerset & also Wiltshire.
Is nightmare week for me this week getting in & out my village as the 'Great Dorset Steam Fayre' is on & I am only down the road from it, is quite nice to listen to the steam whistles, i can hear them now & then at night I can hear all the hustle & the music playing & if i stand on the hill, see all the lights. I have free tickets too. Always win them at village show in raffle, they give out quite a few to near bye villages as thanks for putting up with all the traffic.
Alisoncam Swanage is a beach i go to often, i took S there a few weeks back, is lovely place, but there are MANY lovely beaches here & I am spoilt for choice. Am very lucky to live in such a beautiful place.
Pansy x
Pansy, I so envy you, having easy access to the beaches. Am guessing you know Sandybeach? (think that's the right name). I do believe there is a nudist part too, though I'm sure you'd never visit that, hehe
(rummages in bag for imaginary glasses, but then realises it would be better NOT to wear them on that beach!)
Agrees with Louise.
ha ha! I think you must mean Studland, there are a few beaches along there & one is a nudist beach, we took all the children there the other week when Sy was here, it is slightly nearer than Swanage. It is fantastic the choice of beaches I have, there are so many well known beaches & all are between 30-60 mins depending on where they are. I am very lucky where i live as i am situated in the middle of lots of places that all take me between 30-45mins to get to. Salisbury, Poole & Bournemouth, Dorchester & Weymouth, Shaftsbury, Yeovil. But I still live way out in the heart of the countryside.
I really do believe this is the best place to live, I love it here. Moved from Portsmouth where I was brought up 12 yrs ago when my eldest was 4 yrs old. we lived first in a very famous village called Cerne Abbas, it has a naughty chalk GIANT in the hill, said to be to do with fertility, lol, people go up there to get pregnant! In fact come to think of it my son was concieved & born in Cerne Abbas, ummm....I did not go up the hill to do it by the way. Actually he wasn't planned, & was concieved even though contraception was used, so maybe it works.
Pansy x
I do have to say that Dorset countryside is gorgeous. I love all the lumps and bumps on the hilltops where our ancestors lived, loved, fought and died.
Not sure if my ancestors were here or from France when the Normans conquered. I'll never know.
I do feel drawn to those hilltop settlements in Dorset. One large hill settlement pre-dates the Egyptian pyramids.
I bet if I wanted to get pregnant on the Cerne Abbas hill that it would be really busy. There would be a queue and ticket system in operation. "Next, couple no. 33 please" like in Clarks. Or it would be "closed for renovation".
Thank goodness your son was conceived despite all the odds Pansy, he is fabulous.
Scary trip in the Espace tomorrow. I have breakdown cover with no mileage limit. Just need to look the number up before I go.
Why am I so afraid of packing? It terrifies me, to leave something behind. Must ask my long-suffering counsellor about it.
Oh my 4.27am. can't sleep.
I remember this from last year, the waking up at 4am thing.
I've changed tablet make and my fingers are tingling. Wonder if they are stronger than my last make?
Tingly fingers is increase in dosage normally. Oh yes and am really thirsty like when I first went on them. Am yawning but can't sleep.
Its horrid when you can't sleep, especially when the rest of the world appears to be snoring on, regardless. Do you try to do anything particular in wakeful times, sadsy? I had a lengthy diary at the time in my life when I was sleeping three hours per night(during divorce). Or you could do some relaxation execises? I always told myself it was Ok not to sleep if I could do something relaxing instead
yes forgot to say the same thing. 'thank God he was concieved' i wouldn't change it for the world! He is very special.
Pansy x
I used to go to Studland when I was younger and yes we did used to giggle at the nudists!!! My Uncle had a very old clapped out motor boat! We thought it was magnificent tho!
Studland and Brownsea and all around there is so beautiful, last time we went it was a beautiful day but still there was lots of beach to enjoy that wasn't crowded. We went in said motor boat, its last journey and there were loads of sunseekers everywhere, now they ARE snazzy, put our little boat to shame!
The Espace didn't make it.
It ruptured it's hydraulic system as I parked at GFs.
Was a nerve-wracking 150 miles.
Somehow got to find a way to get it 27miles to garage. It won't drive.
Spoke to my dad who I not seen for a decade, see if he will give some support. He never did before, will he help now or, he guesses I am adult now, and shouldn't need it. It's his last chance. See what he does next.
Pansy, thats it, Studland, hehehe.
Had hectic day today. Arranged surprise party for my son 8 tomorrow. read all in day chat, don't see many of you there!!! Anyhow, am totally exhausted, and another early start tomorrow, OMG, hehe. It's like xmas, got to get presents out of hiding now he's asleep, then am off to bed.
x
Well I do hope you have a positive reply from your dad, sadsy, and not just for financial reasons!
Hello alisoncam, hope you are Ok, look forward to hearing about the party in the Chit chat section!
Good luck with your Dad Sy.
Sadsy,
Taking time to make sure your coping (like a horse ride here and there) is nothing to feel guilty about, you need your strength to manage everything thats going on and really thats in the childrens best interest.
I am sorry to hear that you own a renault (boo hiss) I too am an unfortunate Renault owner, I believe I am employing a Renault production line single handedly through the repair of faults in my car!
HelenT
Helen, I too had an Espace. Including buying it, putting a new engine in and various attempts at repair, I spent £12500 on it. The repairs more or less all on a credit card or two, that will take a life time to pay off.
I sold it for £500 earlier this year. The garage figured it needed new jets, and if that didn't work a new fuel pump, which would have cost somewhere in the region of £4500.
I now have a car which is on HP, with the garage clearly stating they'll take it back off me if I can't cope with payments. Being unable to walk now, the car is my lifeline.
My heart goes out to people who have car problems. One of my neighbour's - a lone-parent - had her car towed home the other day (NOT a renault!) with a ceased engine. She was sobbing on my shoulder, as I happened to arrive home as the tow truck drove off.
Yes, my last car was a Renault Megane. Never again! I had all that trouble with smoke coming out and danger of explosion
How are you this morning, sadsy?
Hello Louise,
missed my Citalopram tablet last night. Feeling a bit subdued.
I've concocted an elaborate plan to get the Espace taken to Yeovil as my car insurance cover wouldn't take it more than 10 miles.
So now I have become member of RAC with person-based cover and will attempt to get them to take vehicle to MOT centre in Yeovil (28 miles). I'm not that good with scams to am very stressed. My instincts say they will refuse like my insurance company. Worth a try.
Will call in a minute when mobile phone charged.
Will be calling L and A's new schools today to arrange appointment to introduce myself. GFs son and daughter are starting new places this morning and they were nervous. It made me wonder how my children are this morning with their new schools. I can't even phone them. I don't understand the world I live in. What did I do? I worked hard, was faithful, looked after and loved someone who didn't love me. Why this child loss? It doesn't make sense.
Have mailed my son and daughter's new school this morning to see if I can arrange to go and introduce myself.
Wonder if they'll be at another new school next year?
Well I hope for L and A's sake that they stay in the same school and get settled in.
Quite apart from anything else, consistency in their schooling will enable teachers to spot any problemns more easily and they are less likely to be allowed to do all the late coming that you heard about last term.
Good luck with car plan...
Yup my instincts are right,
RAC refused to take it to Yeovil. I plied him with biscuits and tea and he managed to clamp it all together enough to drive it to Yeovil with him following behind in RAC van.
Then 1.5 hr bus trip back to GFs. At least it's pretty round here.
Quote is for £400 all in. Not incl MOT. erm.
Muuuuuumm! Muuuuummm! :)
Only reson I'm persuing Espace ressurection is because of having to move loads of stuff if Louise' dastardly plan works.
Hi Sadsy,
It sounds like a tough day, Its amazing how dependant we become on our cars! I hope it goes well with the new school, you would hope that they would be over the moon to have a keen and enthusiastic parent getting in touch.
Hi Sparklinglime,
I rue the day I bought a renault. I have spent the price of a holiday on the car and can't afford to buy a new one as I have spent all my money fixing the old one...plus no holiday...AHHHH
HelenT
None at druggy husband and L' would answer the phone for my son and daughter to say night night.
Is just another painful moment. What is it doing to me, I wonder.
Another response to send to Solicitor
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helen,
I do sympathise with your Renault experience.
If a German finds a fault on the production line, it is a matter of national pride that it is corrected according to detailed procedures. If a japanese finds a fault on the production line they throw themselves of the roof.
If a Frenchman finds a fault, he shrugs and picks his nose. Then creates a challenging new flambé recipe from the contents.
The Englishman doesn't find the fault. He didn't go in to work, he's at the pub claiming he has "a bad back".
Yes, your annoyance does come over in the letter just a tad. Anna suggested to you that keeping emotion out of the correspondence would perhaps be a effective way to proceed, and sticking to the facts. I know this is hard: what more emotional subject could you write about? but I do agree with Anna. This letter has lots more facts in it and certainly the stuff about the school is particularly relevant!
The day is beginning for me.
The letter from the doctor is waiting for me at the surgery. I am required to sign it for it to be used.
I will not be signing it if I am unhappy with the contents. It is the second most important document in my life at the moment. It will tip the scales either for me to see the children or not to see the children in future.
The nervousness of the receptionist when she called me to say it was at the surgery, tells me all I need to know.
Having a bath in case I need to speak with the practice head. Sigh.
Seen doctor's letter regarding my treatment,
did not sign it until I had seen practice head and had some amendments done. Happier with it now.
It's good you were able to get that sorted.
Have washed Espace and collapsed in a sweaty heap.
It's enormous, I can't even reach the roof.
Had very lengthy conversation with solicitor and said "no" a few times to her. My assertiveness is fine today.
tired. might have a nap.
Hi Sadsy,
What an exhausting and stressful day. I'm glad you managed to come to a resolution regarding your docters letter.
HelenT
Am sitting, having 2 sharp-minded meetings today.
The doctor's letter was key.
Now sleepiness is on me. Room is darkening as autumn sun sets. Have counsellor tonight. Apparently children's call is tonight. What a merry dance I have been led on this year. L puts the song on and I have to be dancing bear.
"DANCE BEAR!" she screeches
and I clumsily dance and twirl,
"SIT BEAR!"
and I sit obediently,
"CRY BEAR! CRY!" as she laughs in delight
and she shows me my cubs for a moment, how they have grown, and I cry,
"GO AWAY NOW BEAR!"
and I shuffle slowly away.
She not notice the steely glint in bear's dark eyes as I glance backwards.
er, have just found out that bear is a gay term, sigh. Just get a nice metaphor going and it gets spoilt. Sigh.
It is??????
Learn something new every day!
Gosh that was something I didn't know either.
Had nightmares last night, kept waking-up and not knowing what room I was in, whether I was home or at girlfriend's. Happened over and over again.
Counsellor last night was visible outraged when he read Cafcass report. Is a new thing for him.
My list (should my courage hold):
Councillor from Romford re social services complaint (5+5+5+15mins)
Havering homes about home ownership preventing ex from joining list, true or not (5+5+5+15mins)
Metropolitan police complaint response response, lol (30mins)
Lk's school to make intro appointment and see how he is (5+15mins)
A's school to make appointment and see how she is (5+15mins)
Cafcass complaint, resend previous complaint (they lost them) and compile new report complaint. (120mins)
Have made a bet with GF that we both lose 1lb or more before next meeting. Trouble is I don't have any scales.
Most of the time
I'm clear focused all around
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground
I can follow the path
I can read the sign
Stay right with it when the road unwinds
I can handle whatever
I stumble upon
I don't even notice their gone
Most of the time.
Most of the time it's well understood
Most of the time I wouldn't change it if I could
I can make it all match up
I can hold my own
I can deal with the situation right down to the bone
I can survive and I can endure
And I don't even think about them
Most of the time.
Most of the time my head is on straight
Most of the time I'm strong enough not to hate
I don't build up illusion 'til it makes me sick
I ain't afraid of confusion no matter how thick
I can smile in the face of mankind
Don't even remember what their hands felt like on mine
Most of the time.
Most of the time they ain't even in my mind
I wouldn't know them if I saw them
They're that far behind
Most of the time I can't even be sure
If they was ever with me
Or if I was ever with them
Most of the time I'm halfway content
Most of the time I know exactly where it went
I don't cheat on myself I don't run and hide
Hide from the feelings that are buried inside
I don't compromise and I don't pretend
I don't even care if I ever see them again
Most of the time.
sigh
am singing on OneSpace today.
I met a little girl and I settled down
In a little house out on the edge of town
We got married, and swore we'd never part
Then little by little we drifted from each other's heart
At first I thought it was just restlessness
That would fade as time went by and our love grew deep
In the end it was something more I guess
That tore us apart and made us weep
And I'm driving a stolen car
Down on Eldridge Avenue
Each night I wait to get caught
But I never do
She asked if I remembered the letters I wrote
When our love was young and bold
She said last night she read those letters
And they made her feel one hundred years old
And I'm driving a stolen car
On a pitch black night
And I'm telling myself I'm gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
That in this darkness I will disappear
Ah....
Well, I'm about to open wine.
I probably shouldn't as really, this week has possibly been the most significant in our family.
Hello Sparkling,
I would love some wine, however it knocks my anti-depressants out and I'll end-up crying myself to sleep like that fateful wedding I went to.
Has Git gone now then? Worth celebrating...
What wine do you like? Not accompanied by Caramacs I hope *
Have tried to sand the bathroom walls (bare and broken) with sander my dead step-father lent me and I can hardly hold it. It scoots off across the wall with my eyeballs rattling in their sockets. Then when vision returns all I can see is a cloud or dust. All I seem to have accomplished is making a mess in another room.
As you are an Espace victim, I can share with you that the hydraulic unit removed and was replaced with yet another revised replacement unit from Renault. That's at least 3 revised design hydraulic units just on my car. And yes, it is still made of plastic, all other manufacturers use metal. It is basically like a doctors syringe. It has to withstand being pumped thousands of times. It's made of plastic! Don't think that's going to happen somehow.
Internet rumour suggests that most of the car's production budget was blown on the hideously expensive to produce aero-chassis and everlasting fibreglass body. There was hardly any budget left for other components.
I am looking forward to what has to be the most powerful heater I have ever come across this winter.
As a special treat, I may have a sleeping tablet tonight. Love that relaxing feeling after 15 mins. No wonder the doctor only gives me a handful.
Am fighting with Cafcass at the moment. Hehe, what is there to lose? I already don't see the children. My hopes are with the children, that they will miss me enough to pressure L to allow them to see me. Or will they just shrug and get on with their lives?
Spoke with Lk's year head today. I was quite impressed, he was very disciplined and knew Lk already. I asked for safeguards to be in place regarding Lk's homelife, drugs and being hit. He said Lk was very eloquent and had got lost in the school, poor thing. I have agreed to have a telephone update once a month with year head. L won't like him, he seems a very integrity-based person and won't respond well to lots of gibbering. I asked that if he saw Lk to say hi from me and that I was thinking of him. Stinging eyes again.
No success with A's headmistress. She did not email me a meeting date as she promised. She will need chasing.
* What is a Caramac anyway?
Definitely an Espace victim...
THE DESERTED MEN
(Every Other Weekend)
We recognise each other, we're unmistakeable;
Deserted ones, the broken-souled, the robbed, betrayed,
The ones who messed up, got messed,
Standing forlornly, hunched by the slides,
Pushing the swings too high.
Much too jolly by half,
We bravely join in, casting our pebbles out in the sea.
We observe each other and nod,
Exchange our stories in playgrounds and parks.
We have knives through our hearts, our guts torn out
And burned in front of our eyes.
We buy them ice cream,
We hug them too hard, kiss their skin, tickle their feet.
We give them back on Sunday night, and then
Go homeless to silent rooms.
The cowed and defeated, disenfranchised, disjusticed men.
Louis de Bernières
Have lost my fight with the metropolitan police.
alisoncam, aren't BBQ sausages supposed to be burnt?? Catch up with you on the other topics, if I get time!!!
sparklinglime, eeeuuuggghhh, ex's can be soo frustrating, you would think they could 'give' a little and i don't mean money, I mean respect, consideration, understanding or at least info on their whereabouts.
sadsy, glad you got your riding in, great news about the car, it is always such a relief when things get fixed huh, especially when it seems that nothing around you is fixable at certain points in our lives.