Wednesday

Good morning peeps,


Well it was a struggle doing anything yesterday, apart from trauma, my tummy didn't settle after it's rude shock of no food after meds.

In the end, I tidied the flat, because it is better to do something than nothing.

And I watched Hollyoaks and went to bed.

Hollyoaks had a few interesting moments. The best Was Trevor and Sienna's little chat, especially when they parted company.

'You're not bad for a fruit loop, you're OK'

'As are you, for a psychopath'.

Then Freddy suddenly not knowing how to fix an engine, how silly. If an engine fires but doesn't turn, there is only so many things that can cause that, and most mechanics know other people in the trade who will help them out if they don't have the tools.

Hollyoaks is poorly researched, I know I am addicted but sometimes it really is rubbish, like Gabriel being buried in an old churchyard, and Tegan's parents, normally old churchyards like that are closed to burials apart from family reserved, and none of those people have family graves, I mean the graves Gabriel and the parents are in are new, on their own, among old graves.
And things like Patrick actually being allowed to go and physically take Minnie when he got custody, that would be against any normal social services protocols, crap as social services are.
And Jason and Ben always arresting their friends and interviewing them, etc, simply not allowed, a conflict of interests a bit like the police in Jersey and Winchester acting as private mafia for the church.
Anyone remember Ben taking Sienna for a ride in a police car and letting her wear his hat?
Why do I watch such a trashy soap? :)


Anyway, I had a restless night, having gone to bed at 8.30pm, fed up and miserable.
I woke and crawled round my papers, and came home to watch Hollyoaks on repeat, and the sun rose over the sea and turned the sea pink and now it is a cool, clear and sunny day, ideal to go out and do some distribution work after all that bad weather.

I am worried about money, my tax credits have gone even though I am working the hours for disabled tax credits, and I can hardly make ends meet any more.