tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1622975193993031992024-03-12T04:53:33.766+00:00Life, Games and flatulenceThe mindless ramblings of an aged computer games programmer struggling to come to terms with getting a life.Boring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.comBlogger1406125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-87557294448355680542024-03-02T14:15:00.003+00:002024-03-09T11:30:27.811+00:00Swallowing again and good news.<div>I've had a horrible ear/throat infection for the last week/10 days, its been nasty, tied in with a horror of a cold that depleted my entire stock of lemsips. I still have the cough and a bit wheezy.</div><div><br /></div><div>But the worst part was the ear/throat thing, making swallowing painful and chewing a bit of a challenge...This morning though I woke up able to swallow pain free.. so no need to dose myself with any more paracetamol...my liver will be thankful.</div><div><br /></div><div>Its still a bit tender when I chew, so its not totally gone but it seems that I had some kind of inner ear infection thats now run its course... Just as I was about to call the doc and get checked out.</div><div><br /></div><div>If it comes back I will call though, I just know that I had to wait that week or so, since doctors here wont' prescribe AB's unless you are really near deaths door or have given the infection time to run its course.</div><div><br /></div><div>kinda a dumb rule I feel but thats just how it is here.</div><div><br /></div><div>In other news, my book, which I had basically forgotton about, has been trending a bit after it was offered on a discount charity website HumbleBundle.com Kinda a surprise, since the thing is vastly overpriced at the moment and can't be selling well, but you can pick it up for 1euro if you are so inclined in a PDF.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think this is what also prompted my publisher to get hold of me via Linkedin, to ask if I'd be interested in an update.. They'd tried to contact me before but it seems they had a very old defunct email address for me. Even though I am sure I updated everyone when that address died.</div><div><br /></div><div>The good news is... they have some royalties waiting for me... not enough to retire on, or go fulltime authoring of geeky text books, but a nice little holiday spending pot for later in the year.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll send in the forms to see if they agree to an update and maybe we'll see a 2nd Edition doing a bit better so that I can indeed retire and do autheoring of geeky text books... (I won't hold my breath though)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-77037213865791250182024-02-19T11:33:00.001+00:002024-02-20T15:09:34.118+00:00Ferrys are cool<div>We took another trip to the UK, but this time we tried the Ferry... and it was lovely.. yes a bit slow but so much less stresss and no standing in queues for hours to take your handbag and a biscuit on board. Also the lack of car hire, makes it about the same price generally as travelling up to Schipol, flight, car hire.</div><div><br /></div><div>We did notice that some of the cost of the goods on the ferry caused us to spend a bit more than we want, but overall we enjoyed the experience and will do that again, certainly when going to London, but also the drive to Cheshire to see mum was not horrible, though we did stay overnight in Ipswich when we arrived.<br /><br />Mum was very happy to see us, as well as getting a surprise visit from her 2 Scottish granddaughters.. It was good to see her happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>There will be a few more trips booked in advance to save costs, Ferry is the way.. Plane only for urgency.</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-22413312645617375932024-01-23T12:53:00.001+00:002024-01-23T13:23:09.865+00:00quick visit to hell, I mean uk<div>Popped over for the weekend to go check in on mum.. Super grumpy, but with good reason, so it was nice to see her.</div><div><br /></div><div>The UK though....jeeze its getting worse, dirty broken and very congested roads, empty shops in high streeets, and a horribe sense of doom.</div><div><br /></div><div>During a meal with Jirawan at a Manchester Nando's I even had a bunch of 12-14yo's theatening me, when one of them backed into me as I went for a drink refill, and on telling him to "calm down son" as I put my hand out to stop him bumping me, his response of "fuck off" and going into threat mode with his mates was very unpleasent.. absolutely insane to have children feeling its ok to behave like that..</div><div><br /></div><div>I honestly don't like going back to the UK, though a few more trips to see mum are on the cards. We'll give Manchester a miss. Warrington seemed a much nicer place... but still.. compared to NL.. there's really no comparision.</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-10543253054598420362024-01-08T06:08:00.003+00:002024-01-08T09:00:22.141+00:00Back to work<div>sigh....</div><div><br /></div><div>I have had a lovely break, lots of lazy days and lots of coding. One or 2 of the huge list of houshold tasks done (I put lights...2, in the cooker hood).. But today its over back to work</div><div><br /></div><div>On the good side we got our 2 year visa to let us visit the UK, which we'll be doing a little more often as mum's health isn't great. And our saving plan, tough though it is, is starting to show some benefits.. Pension is up, mortgage is down (20c a month woowww) and bank saving are increasing.. Our goal is to be well prepared for retirement.. in 7 years,.</div><div><br /></div><div>7 years.... still a long time, its not of course but I wish it was this year. I find myself less and less willing to keep going here.. my own health isn't great, though self inflicted, food and booze and winter is starting to grip, making me feel less intereested.</div><div><br /></div><div>But these long holidays always have me thinking ahead for the new home in Thailand we are hoping for... But while the pension isn't there yet... in about 2 years we could jump, live off savings for 5 years and then get a smaller pension. But... we need to push for as long as we can, every year is a boost to the pension....gotta get to the end.</div><div><br /></div><div>7 years... maybe 5 if we make some serious dosh, but still...back to work, no more dreaming..</div><div><br /></div><div>sigh</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-19513825238157431362023-12-17T12:12:00.003+00:002023-12-17T13:36:48.685+00:00Reposted from Facebook<div><br /></div><div><div class="xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Ok so 60</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I’m not ok with this, it’s too big a number. It’s made me ponder .</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I’ve been looking back on all those years. So many of which are still printed on my memory. The events, the people, the loves I lost, the joys, the heartbreaks, the frustrations, the successes and the failures. The small moments of calm, the absolute points of dispair and resignation, great memories and nightmares that haunt me still</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Life is all about the good and bad things I’ve done and had done and it’s just so overwhelming that there are too many to tally. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Now there’s the realization that whatever time I have left is shorter than what’s passed. It took a long time to find a partner I could truly call a soul mate and my greatest joy is knowing my daughter grew into a happy contented mother. </div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Overall I did ok. The balance sheet is largely in the positive, I owe apologies to some who may never hear it, and continued disdain to some who deserve it, but also thanks to many who made things possible by their simple acts of support and belief in me.</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">My friends are truly my friends and I love having you in my life. But I won’t choose any favorites, you know I love you and am here when you need a hug or a bit of sage but probably bad advice.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">I’m going to make sure I spend these last years as badly and recklessly as I have the previous 60. But try to do less of the losing, Cos that’s what living is about,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">There are 3 women at the centre of my life: My mum whose unyielding love is matched only by her grumpiness. My daughter Danni, who isn’t on social media and demonstrates her wisdom in that.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">And of course my darling wife Jirawan who makes all things better with a smile….and too much food. With her, the future isn’t something to be feared or endured, it’s an adventure to enjoy.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Love you all.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: #242526; color: #e4e6eb; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Now fuck off</div></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6uqHFwakxkLrLzBAdETrr1w3R8MGfacGAUJTq3MxhEHfneGJT_gG7Xr_zLZKiKz90Rwyipe5u4CmUsmY3j95XRvxCD_6gQGltdb6M7hvuYFzz5RlbZpxbJ249vKln2RkYC5VW_zRRbaPf9pcf8Wfjq8hVUXlQQQ4m0vy6NYhJ6HG3Z85LpcxZ9_7VYnE/s1024/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-12-17%20at%2013.32.23.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1024" data-original-width="768" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6uqHFwakxkLrLzBAdETrr1w3R8MGfacGAUJTq3MxhEHfneGJT_gG7Xr_zLZKiKz90Rwyipe5u4CmUsmY3j95XRvxCD_6gQGltdb6M7hvuYFzz5RlbZpxbJ249vKln2RkYC5VW_zRRbaPf9pcf8Wfjq8hVUXlQQQ4m0vy6NYhJ6HG3Z85LpcxZ9_7VYnE/s16000/WhatsApp%20Image%202023-12-17%20at%2013.32.23.jpeg" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div>nope, I don't know why its pasted in inverted colours... I should add many confusions to this little thought stream.<br />added the pic, with the nice shirt from my bandmates<br /><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-57316292420196137642023-12-02T10:44:00.006+00:002023-12-03T02:08:03.687+00:00Cold season<div>Started a bit late this year, I usually get the sniffles and coughs just after summer when the new students come in to spread their germs and everyone has to pick up immunity by having it.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>But this year, hasn't been too bad until this week, started to feel a bit rough on Wed, got the full snotty sneezy, wheezy bits on thursday and now I'm a walking dead.</div><div><br /></div><div>Man flu, kills 9/8 men daily. There is no cure... help</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-26211350773995906912023-11-17T12:37:00.003+00:002023-11-23T09:24:56.842+00:00hossie...<div>Don't panic, </div><div>only an outpatient, there's some smidgen of a spot on my eye that they want to check out...nothing nasty apparently but its the cause of the itchy eye, so they are sending me to outpatients to check it out...</div><div><br /></div><div>waiting for a mail to indicate when/where.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>edit... I was hoping to proudly report that I had an appointment in a week and all was well...but I got a letter saying they're a bit busy at the moment and will send me an appontment when they are less busy.</div><div><br /></div><div>oh..well I guess thats better than hearing nothing for months...</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-30681060924624760142023-11-16T08:27:00.005+00:002023-11-16T08:27:45.648+00:00Better or worse?<div>Had an itchy eye for a few months, its been getting really annoying, not worse, just annoying.., on the left side of my left eye away from the tear duct, so nothing simple like a blocked duct.</div><div><br /></div><div>Went to the optician 1st a few weeks back and.... ended up with glasses... which is ok I was due some new ones... They said I should see the doctor if it gets worse... it didnt' get worse, but it didn't get better.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway after an especially eye watering meeting at work, I booked an appoointment (next day mum....) and just come back</div><div><br /></div><div>Theres some kind of spot on my eyeball, they're not sure, but referred me to opthamologist at the hossie... I'll get an email for an appointment.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well at least its something tangable, not just me sticking a dirty finger in my eye.</div><div><br /></div><div>in the meantime, carry a box of tissues to dab my eyes.....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-26774349612508962272023-10-19T15:27:00.002+01:002023-10-19T15:27:27.462+01:00Thats a lot of driving<div>Our now annual trip to Thailand is almost over, we fly back tomorrow, though annoyed we can't checkin on line as they think Jirawan needs a visa, when she has residency... doh! but we can fix that at the airport, though we might not get to have 2 seats together...one of the things that pisses me off is that they charge you to select seats, its such a con. </div><div>Normally though if you check in on line early enough you automatically get allocated two seats... Checking in at the airport, you get whats left....we'll have to see,</div><div><br /></div><div>Anway, been a nice trip but very very tiring. I think its safe to say we didn't plan this well at all, with lots of one night stays in various places which took hours to get to.... we didn't in all honestly see much of anything except roads and beds...Jirawan did get to see her friends though so thats a plus, but for me it was frustrating not to exparience Thai living and have a good old mooch around different places... oh well.</div><div><br /></div><div>Next year we stay in one place, and I camp there for 2 weeks, friends can come visit us, or Jirawan can go off and see them herself.. we both get the best deal then.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sad to leave though, I do love Thailand, the people are lovely, hardworking, industrious and friendly, I look forward to my eventual retirement here. </div><div><br /></div><div>Back to work on Monday.... oh the thrill............not.</div>AhthankyouBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-55675553940463696002023-10-03T14:56:00.003+01:002023-10-04T16:44:43.898+01:00Had me a bit scared there.<div>Mum's unwell, she was taken to hossie via ambulance, with a high fever and breathing issues... not good for an 83yo, who's not done any Marathons this year that I know of.</div><div><br /></div><div>For a few hours we were very worried, but my brother Colin sent us some info that she was being treated and was quite poorly.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway long story short... after a worrying night, Colin reported that she was still poorly, sufferring from pneumonia, but was feeling a bit better. As the day progressed the reports demonstrated she was getting a bit better. Until finally Colin reported that she was "weak but able to complain".</div><div><br /></div><div>At that point I know she was going to be ok, as long as she's got things to complain about she will be unbeatable.</div><div><br /></div><div>She's still in hossie, best place for her, but Im sure she will find lots to complain about so we're happy.</div><div><br /></div><div>phew.. Love you mum, get well soon and take care of yourself.</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-1738494444849656992023-09-17T00:47:00.004+01:002023-09-17T00:47:38.132+01:00ok, so that wasn't my best idea!<div>Got a bit peckish last night as I was watching tv, having a nice rum, (not a session just a taste) and decided to look in the fridge.. We've not got much in, having blown a lot of cash on new glasses for both of us last week we put off the fortnightly shop.. but there was some nice blackpudding, we'd picked up at the last shop.. and some frozen pita bread..</div><div><br /></div><div>Time to do a Gordon Ramsey meals in 5 mins from nothing, and I was soon munching on a nice Black Pudding pitta...<br /><br />All good, until about 4am when my stomach, decided I had to wake up urgently. Not really the most unusual request these days, if its not having to pee at 5am due to having to drink a lot to keep my internals clean, its having to poo becuase of my diverticulosus, which messes your bowel habits up in awful ways.<br /><br />This however was different.. rennies didn't calm it, and while sitting on the loo it was clear I was going to be there a little while as I started to do the cold sweat thing...</div><div><br /></div><div>Did I mention that it was a fortnight since we last went shopping... ermm yeah, well that might have been a little too long to wait to eat the Black Pudding... sure enough it decided it wanted to leave, promptly, and I found myself doing the toilet call for Huey and the twist for the squits for a few turns. Managed to keep them in sequience rather than simultaniously...lucky...<br /><br />ugg...fortunatly it cleared out after 3 or 4 yawns, and similar brown soda streams..... and I went back to bed..<br /><br />Today I've been enjoying Jirawans lovely rice soup, which is basically the Thai equivilent of jewish chicken soup to make me feel a bit better..</div><div><br /></div><div>maybe it was the rum........ oh...</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-6752578895257629592023-08-15T17:44:00.003+01:002023-08-25T14:33:15.674+01:00Death... and taxes<div>Recently I've heard of a lot of old collegues and some family passing on, it seems like every week someone I knew or know of, or a movie/pop star I liked as a kid has popped off. Its time to check the obits to see if I've kicked it.</div><div><br /></div><div>And yeah... it has me contemplating my time, which is probably on the horizon.. Since my youngest brother passed on a few years ago from a heart condition it just makes it clear that any moment now your time is up..Even if you are fairly fit and healthy, which I'm not.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not viewing this with any kind of dread or fear, just a realisation that the time I have left is far less than the time I've had so far.</div><div><br /></div><div>Added to that a range of physical ailments which are starting to get in the way of everyday life and you start to realise the road ahead is getting a bit bumpy, and I'm very much over the top of the hill getting ready for that last big bumpy dip on the rickety rollercoaster of life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm making some changes, financially, phusically Im still fucked :D, but Im going to be pretty ok when I retire in 7 years, and we're putting money into our pension pots as much as legal limits allow. We won't be rich but we certanly won't be British OAP pensioner poor.</div><div><br /></div><div>7 years... yup, that and a few months, is all the official legal time I can work here in NL before I get the boot into the retirement home... Though I can probably get a few years more if I'm fit..I'm pretty sure I won't try to extend that time </div><div>I'd much rather retire a little earlier but I don't see that as being possible, so we'll aim for that 67 and 3 months retirement age.</div><div><br /></div><div>The plan is simple, retire to Thailand, sun, cheap prices, easy to buy houses from the proceeds of selling here, and excellent medical care for when things are less easy.</div><div><br /></div><div>Enjoy the last of the summer wine somewhere interesting fun and exciting, that time in our twilight, needs to be used well, if I get 15-20 good retirement years I'll have done well..</div><div><br /></div><div>oh taxes... yeah nothing much to say about that... quite happy to pay taxes here in NL, they are high but you clearly see the benefit of them in the roads/streets and so on.... Thailand has lower taxes, but no idea if my pension is taxed at source or at desination, I'll check that out.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We're going to be making another trip to Thailand in Oct, to scout for nice places, we're still too far off the time to be buying but making enquires abut things and ensuring all is in place is fun.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>edit, just 2 days ago, I heard of another collegue and friend who passed away quite suddenly, his wife would like us to not put details on Social media so I won't say too much.. But a lovely warm hearted man, just 51...there's no way to rationalise such a loss. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-60006811306330016242023-07-15T15:29:00.002+01:002023-09-24T17:10:52.569+01:00Health Scam's<div>A lot of scams trigger me into rages... this is a problem I think I can control most of the time since I seldom personally get dragged into them. But there's a rise in scams and scam acceptance on social media that is worrying.</div><div><br /></div><div>A few obvious ones are denial of science like flat earth, anti vax and space denial... this is soooo big a cult I just find myself slack jawed in awe about how stupid it is. But as crazy as it sounds, people join in and NASA is evil etc... even a couple of seconds of critical thinking would make it clear thats a no..</div><div><br /></div><div>But there's one thing that just utterly pisses me off, health scams... fake cancer cures, being among the worst, recently there's been a rise in cures for diabetes, and anti viral concoctions, even some groups encouraging people to contract HIV to live longer......wtaf??</div><div><br /></div><div>Pure unadultarated snake oil, praying on the sick and dying... These sellers and scammers and knownothings, need to be strung up in public and very slowly left to die in agony, like many of the people they prey on who deserve a better end.</div><div><br /></div><div>Slightly less horrible are the ones who target the desperate and weak, like us fatties and those who want to look better..any plastic surgeon who thinks its ok to give someone fish lips, or make them look like Barbie or Ken is insane and needs to be struck off.</div><div><br /></div><div>Further down the list is the health and diet quacks... sadly these target people like me, overweight, unfit and kinda wanting to be better but not got the will power to do it... Maybe a pill will do it?</div><div><br /></div><div>But it won't of course, but there's no end of people trying to shift products to convince us they have the answer... Whats also upsetting is almost all of these are sold by MLM scams, which people fall into and start to believe the cultish propoganda of success they are fed.. It's sad to see people I know get wrapped up in nonsense like that. Also sad to see them lash out in defence of perceived attacks when you try to bring them to reality... There's nothing you can do, but wait till they realise they are victims as well.</div><div><br /></div><div>Scams are horrible, I hate them all..Keep a cynical head on, if something is too good to be true...it is... there's no ifs or buts... it is... walk away, maybe offer a helping hand, but know that it will be slapped away if they are too far gone.</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-61028232322626786672023-06-25T11:49:00.000+01:002023-06-25T11:49:01.411+01:00I don't blog so much<div>I've noticed this, more and more I post my little tidbits of insight into my personal life on Facebook, that at least keeps mum upto date, but it does kinda mean sprog isn't in the loop, she has no facebook account, or indeed much of a social media presence at all.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think thats pretty amazing really, given how utterly absurd most of social media is..Pretty much all I see now on there are idiots moaning about soap opera's a....oops sorry mum.</div><div><br /></div><div>But really it is getting pretty bad, I'm seriously considering dumping it...aside from some acces to publicise my game projects.</div><div><br /></div><div>Its like a dark hole you fall into and never look up, just noticing all the really dumb shit people think about things... </div><div><br /></div><div>I always used to think the internet woukld make people more aware of the world and allow those who don't get out much to get insight into how the world works, but nope, it really isn't happening. The internet instead has allowed dumb fucks to gather together and proudly display and encourage others in their stupidity.</div><div><br /></div><div>No amount of facts, experience, evidence, pleading, demonstrating etc, can persuade a stupid person they are wrong when they have at least one other stupid person agreeing with them.</div><div>Add to that the spread of hate and fear from frankly quite evil people and it just makes the world seem a very depressing place.</div><div>This is why we have such incredible rises in conspiracy theories and and a result... dumb as fuck asshole politicians ruling us..</div><div><br /></div><div>Im getting to really despair about the world and where its going... and the main driving forces of that seem to be reality TV and Social Media...Catering to the lowest base needs ot people will never produce anything of merit, allowing education to be neglected over feelings, letting people speak falsehoods as truth without challenge... its out of hand.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So yeah... considering dropping out... getting back to the much more happy reality that I have in my life now with Jirawan and planning for a hopefully comfortable retirement in 7 years or so (wait....only 7 years... how did I get to be so old,...)</div><div><br /></div><div>So...that was depressing... I'll try to be more cheerful next time</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-12345892629692785192023-05-05T13:26:00.002+01:002023-05-05T13:26:48.770+01:00Watch out George, my time is coming.<div>Is George Cloony still the sexiest man alive? I know for quite a while he was/is, due in no small part to his greyin salt and pepper hair colour... and maybe some chisled good looks, but I'm sticking with the hair.</div><div><br /></div><div>Well move over, cos my salt n pepper look is well and truly on the way.. from having a few flecks of easy to hide grey I'm most certinly joining the sexiest men alive club. Every second hair it seems has decided grey is thw way to be... So looking quite dashing now... for a while at least.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>sigh... also this means another step towards old age... Im wondering how long before I'm totally grey?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-68957576252389920622023-03-16T11:38:00.001+00:002023-03-16T11:38:36.630+00:00Life is good but stil fat<div>Been a while, how's things? good?</div><div><br /></div><div>Mum's finally moved to her new apartment, so hoping to see her soon, we got a 6 month visa from the UK so Jirawan and I can travel together, and then see what can be done to extend that. We'll see mum and sprogs in April. Looking forward to that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Diet is still honestly ongoing, a few minor lapses, but very much focused on less eating, but having very little effect on weight, only a few kilos dropped... I guess when things get warmer and I can come to work on my bike (not the 1100c, the pedal) I might start to drop a bit more..</div><div><br /></div><div>I've also decided to take some steps to reduce some of my work load.. As the Y1 lead I had a lot of minor but time consuming tasks, and some stress that came with them, but taking stock of things I decided to step back from it.. At the end of the block I can go back to being the grumpy old teacher in the corner.... and already Im happy about that... Less stess means more time to have fun at home so quite enjoying the prospect of that.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nothng much else to report, Dutch weather is proving to be bizzare but in a few more weeks we should start to see more sun and it'll be time to get the Shadow out from under the covers for some trips.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-154120431981613382023-02-06T10:39:00.001+00:002023-02-06T10:39:36.365+00:00Not a new year resolution, but.....<div>Again my weight is out of control, 105.8kg</div><div><br /></div><div>shit</div><div><br /></div><div>Its really hard to stop eating when Jirawan makes such lovely food, and tends to stock the fridge with tasty things... but no... I am on another diet, 20th time is the charm.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-19131170125298221412023-01-22T00:13:00.004+00:002023-01-22T00:18:01.137+00:00A perfect storm<div>Aside from spending time with Jirawan, and having her bring me to tears of laughter, or joy with just being herself, the thing I love most about her is her insane desire to do her own stuff.. :D</div><div><br /></div><div>She's addicted to Thai soaps, and any chance she gets she watches them on her phone or streamed to the TV.. which is fine, I am addicted to coding... So when we're not being all gooey eyed over each other, she gets to watch soaps and I go and do coding..</div><div><br /></div><div>Thats the very definition of a perfect marriage 2 people doing what they want together and 2 people doing what they want individually.</div><div><br /></div><div>God I love that woman. Where the hell was she 30years ago? </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-58946167816062545852022-12-20T12:37:00.005+00:002022-12-24T21:03:33.750+00:00Its a waste of time innit?Social media I mean.<div><br /></div><div>More and more I'm finding it to be nothing but a chore to look at.. I like the keeping in touch with people and the ability to keep friends together despite distance, but there are other more horrible aspects to it.</div><div><br /></div><div>The fake news, the disinformation, the rise of the Dunning-Kruger experts and the dumbing down of expectation for lifestyle choices...</div><div><br /></div><div>I mean, flat earth, mudflooders, Moon Landing deniers, gravity deniers etc</div><div><br /></div><div>Its absurd, but socal media gives these loons a platform and sure enough others go, shiiit he's got a point I ain't never been to the moon so no one else can have duh I'm going to back this wise person he know things me no no.<br /><br />It wouldn't be too bad if you could just tell them, no, thats not right, but you can't. People who are wrong, but are convinced they are right, have the backing of all their back slapping buddies to tell them how right they are, even though they are wrong, and they are wrong and their back slapping buddies tell them they are right... the circular back slapping in the echo chamber of stupid thought expands, no matter what any history/science/medical text book might say <br />Its mental and society will suffer for this rise of the "here's what I think it is" expert!</div><div><br /></div><div>I saw this 10 years ago when my ex was and probably still is, majorly into homeopathy, the worlds dumbest form of alternative "medicine" but could she be told.. nope. I bit my tongue so many times with her, ahh the dumb shit she used to come out with but never face the fact it was utter bollox.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We're seeing it everywhere on so many subjects, know alls, and gold opinions from brainless celebs dictate our progress.... Lets not even start on Brexit.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I can see me going into my old age seeing a generation of utter morons taking power in 20 years, and suggesting that everything we learned was propaganda from deep state anti Trump experts... Its depressing<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br />Ahthankyew</div></div>Boring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-61406311363321571042022-12-17T22:12:00.002+00:002022-12-17T22:12:19.989+00:00Old and smelly<div>Oh boy</div><div><br /></div><div>59</div><div><br /></div><div>59 years old today and I feel it, I really do...fat, old, in pain and grumpy, but happy when Im around Jirawan.</div><div><br /></div><div>Last year of middle age, then old age... I'm genuinly starting to look forward to retirement, But stil 8 years away, maybe 11. I want to find a nice place somewhere with no bills and no stress and just sit on a veranda sipping on rum then coding in the evenings before watching movies with J and snuggling up.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>So much for conquering the world.....age sucks.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-82020082453103933612022-12-02T09:53:00.002+00:002022-12-08T00:19:38.109+00:00Ding Dong merrily on...<div>December already, getting chilly outside, and dark, quite a contrast to how we started November in Thailand.</div><div><br /></div><div>Still need to sort out visa for Jirawan to travel so we can go see/meet mum, who's not been in the best of health recently...going to try to sort that next week, there's a chap in town who specialises in visa's since our efforts to date have been stumped by delays and stupidity.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Nothing major to report, healthwise Im still having issues with the diverticulosus but learning to live with it, thanks to loperamide :D. Also a spot of foot pain which troubled me in Thailand and isn't really getting better despite buying some insoles designed to help with planter fasciatus (sp) but seems I can go to a physio and have a masochist make me scream to help it heal..... can't wait.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Roll on Christmas, even if I cant get Jirawan over, I'll pop over to blighty to see mum and the weans. I'll start making plans.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-21303878186111286312022-11-08T17:27:00.006+00:002023-02-06T11:13:10.876+00:00Honey mooooon<div>Yes, I am on honeymoon, with my wonderful wife, of 2 years... we were not able to get away during the whole covid thing so we took the chance to extend my autumn holiday and spend some time in Thailand </div><div><br /></div><div>In part to spend time together but also for her to catch up with friends and family and show me off as the eye candy I am...stop sniggering....By Thai standards, Im quite a catch. And boy has she been catching up with her friends, she's missed them and they missed her. Its good that she wants to show me off to friends.. I plan to do the same when I finally get the chance to take her to the UK, uk visa's not withstanding...</div><div><br /></div><div>Thailand is wonderufl, just wonderful, its so varied and different in the north and south, and Bangkok is crazy, but for sure this is a place we will probably find ourselves living out our old age. Time to start making plans about where, what and how we retire. Its a country of contrast, modern in parts, rural and backward in others but very very wonderful.</div><div>So many new things to do and try while here, but I have resited eating insects.</div><div>The only thing I don't plan to do again ever, is ride a scooter in a city traffic system... I have never been scared on a bike before,...this was the 1st and last time I ever try that..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway.. one more day, we'll spend being tourists in Bangkok and doing a bit of shopping, my collegues at work have been good to cover for me while I've been sunning myself here, so I need to find incredibly cheap but meaningful gifts for them :D<br /><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-22122195085428501182022-10-07T15:38:00.003+01:002022-10-08T15:46:03.370+01:00when ineptitude becomes normal, you get uk.gov<div>I have to say, 2 times now we've tried to work with the UK visa system to get a visa for Jirawan to come with me to the UK, 1st time we had to cancel due to delays, this time we had to cancel....due to even longer delays...</div><div><br /></div><div>Its absurd, that they charge a small fortune for a visa, don't make the process even remotely easy, insist on making you drive to Amsterdam to use some cheap shoddy service company who charge you 15 euros to drop an A4 sheet into a 1 second scanner, per sheet mind you..And then insist that you have no right to a prompt service... not that 3 weeks is prompt.</div><div><br /></div><div>While you wait you have to surrender your passport, which means no travel... normally not a big issue after all we are not the jetsetters we plan to be when we retire, but we do have a trip planned for the end of this month which needs a passport, so you'd think applying in June would have the whole thing sorted.<br /><br />Nope, no appointments available till August, then wait for the UK dept to process the visa, which after 8, almost 9 weeks was still no closer to being done.. Then a flurry of standard reply emails (which you have to pay to open a dialogue), and every response of, no thats not what I asked, gets a the same standard cut and paste... ffs</div><div><br /></div><div>We eventually had to request they cancel it, via the same standard cut and paste replies, which eventually had 1 line added that said, they were processing our cancellation..</div><div>And the next day, our passport is waiting for us in Amsterdam, in that same shabby service centre... So we have to drive up there this moring, hoping that maybe, just maybe rather than a cancellation, it was in fact the visa... but no.. no visa, no refusal of a visa, just the passport, returned as asked... so they can do some things quick</div><div><br /></div><div>We're pissed as fuck about this shambolic system.. Ignoring the very clear fact that a spouse should be able to travel freely with their british partner to the UK, that passport sat in a pile for 8 weeks at least. The dept can't provide the service its that simple, they don't even say until you submit how long the delay is likely to be, its supposed to take 3 weeks, but maybe 5, worst case 8... but you only hear once you've submitted it might be 12... we couldn't wait 12, we had to get our passport back so we can travel in 2 weeks...</div><div><br /></div><div>hundreds of euro's tossed into the wind for nothing, and an unrepentant uk.gov apologising for the "frustrating:" delay but please wait.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>tossers, utter utter tossers. Thai's welcome british passport holders into their country, I don't need a visa to go visit Jirawans family, but the UK will drown us in red tape and delays rather than let my wife in to meet my family... I'm seething.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-46370496394477775402022-09-27T23:42:00.005+01:002022-09-27T23:42:52.708+01:00So that was a good thing then?<div>I had 4 polyps removed during my colonosopy, and it turns out 2 of them were the nasty pre-cancer types... so... yeah... good... </div><div><br /></div><div>Had I not had this test caused by my unwelcome attack of divericulitis, I would have been quite unlikely to have gone for a colonoscopy and within a few years would be dead.</div><div><br /></div><div>Basically...dead .</div><div><br /></div><div>So.. yeah... funny eh! The nasty attack of constipation that caused me to go to hozzie basically saved my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have to go back for checks every 5 years to snip any new ones, but thats fine, I will be happy to do that.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>phew</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-162297519399303199.post-56262058628333360982022-09-20T00:43:00.005+01:002022-09-20T00:43:58.359+01:0097kg even more shit<div>My final weight before the procedure was 97Kg, after a long long night of running to the loo every 30-45 mins I basically emptied out totally.</div><div><br /></div><div>The procedure was fine, I felt nothing at all, I slept through it mostly, but they did remove 4 polyps, which is a good thing as it will prevent future cancers forming.. However they warned me there might be a little blood and pain when the painkillers wore off.</div><div><br /></div><div>The wore off.... they lied... it wasn't a little, it was quite severe, but hey ho, its only for a few days.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have a phone appointment booked on the 26th to discuss the results and move on to managment of my diverticulosos...which will mostly revolved around continuing to lose some of that weight which I hastily put back on with a massive steak and tatties when I'd got home and snoozed for a bit.</div><div><br /></div>AhthankyewBoring old Farthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07863299168008905106noreply@blogger.com0