Walked for half an hour or so from the Snake Road summit onto Bleaklow along the Pennine Way. Half expect these wilderness areas to remain untouched, but that’s not the reality of course. Not like it was in my day blah-blah-blah, squelching through peat mud, just easy, comfortable walking on a sandy path and paving […]
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Poor old Ziggy: after all this time treating my tennis elbow, he’s been suffering from the same complaint for 2 months! It came on when he was testing another patient… And, yes, he is treating himself.
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In previous posts, I’ve alluded to this “tennis elbow” condition that had seemingly settled in for the duration. I finally got referred to a physio three weeks ago, and two sessions with him have made a world of difference! Just a simple exercise to do thrice daily, and the pain has all but gone now.
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Well, I woke up this morning… No, not a blues song – far from it. There was an article about Brian Blessed in The Guardian today, to which I got in the first below-the-line comment over breakfast at 8am – just seven words which has had 164* recommends so far! This is fame… this is
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So I “learnt” two new words today: donds and zedded. This is what you get for venturing into the darker regions of The Guardian. Not that they are going to be of any bloody use to me.
OK, you gentlemen of the press, have you really ever “hailed” someone for doing something you consider worthy? Or ever told your mates that you had a good “romp” last night? No, of course you haven’t – and nor has anyone else. So stop it. Just stop it.
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Very sad to hear this morning of the death and probable suicide of Keith Emerson. I never got beyond Pictures At An Exhibition with ELP, but the Nice were the most exciting and entertaining group I ever saw – and I saw them many times. The live performances of Rondo and America were the anthems
Well, this flaming “tennis elbow” is not going away in a hurry. The first prescription of some NSAID eased the pain for a couple of days, then flatlined. The second prescription of a strong ibuprofen gel did bugger all. And the third prescription of cocodamol was, I think, clutching at straws on the part of
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Had a fox amble through our estate during the cold snap the other day – beautiful to behold. Only my second sighting of one since moving out to Grenoside, the other being on Elliot Lane, just before the junction with the A61.
Having just posted about Microsoft, and the words “pain in the arse” having strangely sprung to mind, I was thinking of a suitable word for that condition. “Analalgesia” sounded useful, but it seems the word already exists for something completely different… And, anyway, it would be a mix of Latin and Greek, and I’ve learnt