Well, the news on the Bob front is a little more hopeful. Apparently the septicimia has stayed in the leg and has not spread to the rest of his body. He still will need to go into the operating theatre to have that leg removed. However, this is the second problem. Bob’s heart and lungs aren’t in great shape so the operation is highly risky.

Anyway, other events today include a walk on some cliffs, taking some pictures and watching some seals being lazy on a beach.

At about 10:45am the phone rang whilst my parents were out shopping at Asda. It was one of my relations who lives up in Derbyshire, close to where my nan and uncle Bob live.

She asked me to pass on the information that Bob was gravely ill in hospital awaiting a probable leg amputation due to gang-green.

As the day progressed, more information came forward from various sources including a staff nurse at the hospital. It seems that Bob’s too ill to be operated upon and has septisemia. Not only this but the doctors have given him only 24-48 hours to live.

My nan is in the advanced stages if senility and has become unmanagable and is in no state to keep herself and hence has been taken into care.

It’s not yet determined what will happen in the next few days. It’s highly likely that myself and my parents will have to first travel up to my place and then hence up to Derbyshire.

Unfortunately, these events aren’t wholey a surprise. Bob has been going down hill healthwise for some years. He’s got diabeties which has caused many complications. Also, he’s not been exercising to help with his circulation problems but instead just sitting in a chair watching telly.

It’s sad but I don’t know why I don’t feel worse. I just feel like it’s one of those things and it’s a set of events which require coping with. I also have a feeling of slight annoyance that Bob could have done things in the past to help prevent such a fate as that he finds himself at the moment.

Well, it’s now just gone 11pm and there’s been no further word since I wrote the previous part of this entry mid-afternoon. I wonder what tomorrow will bring.

I awoke at about 8am and then snoozed ’til 9ish, at which point I turned on the radio and listened to Broadcasting House. This week’s programme was the best it’s been for some weeks.

After a long discussion about how the railways should be reorganised to get them working with my dad, I finally got up just after 11am.

After lunch I helped my dad with a printer problem he was having and then just pootled about.

I needed a restful day after the last couple of day’s activities.

Got up at 8:30am giving myself an extra hour to try to compensate for both the late night last night and the sleep disturbing effects of the over full stomach.

Managed to get on my way down to Cornwall by 11am. The roads were pretty busy today. I image it was due to people having the same idea as I had of having the week before Easter off on holiday.

The minor cough I’ve had since the end of the cold a week ago last Wednesday has continued. Last night’s drive down to Godalming and back seemed to make it worse and today’s drive has made it worse still. Not only this but I seem to be getting a sore throat. Maybe the cold is coming back again or I’ve caught yet another one.

Anyway, it’s now ten past 11 and I’m feeling ready to drop, so I’m off to bed.

Happy birthday _paddington_!

An article in the [News Scientist] talks about how only pure bred dogs look like their owners.. But do you need pure bred owners as well?

For those who found my wedding pictures web page too much to take (‘cos the pictures behind the thumbnails were too big) I’ve retrofitted intermediate pictures a quarter size behind the thumbnails so as to make the whole lot more convenient.

So, if the big picture was causing you to avoid taking a look, they can be found under the front page at www.lingula.org.uk.

PS. I’ll get on to doing the same thing to the stag do pictures in a little bit.

Well, I managed to get all the jobs I had planned to do done except washing the car. I also took a trip down to PC World to see if they had any heat sink compound so I could upgrade my old server with my big machine’s old motherboard, memory and processor, but, of course, they didn’t. Indeed, both dispenser rails for thermal compound were empty. They had a lot of expensive junk though.

Late afternoon the sun came out. This lifted my spirits no end. There’s nothing like a dull, grey and drab world to make me feel really down. Sunshine definitely helps.

Anyway, this evening I’ve kept myself busy making a CD full of the pictures I took for the wedding last week so i can give it to John and Katie. I’ve still not found out from them if there are any they’d like as hard copy.

It’s half way through Sunday morning already. Well, actually there’s only just over an hour left. It’s dull outside and there’s nothing to enthuse about at all.

I almost forgot that the clocks went forward this morning. Well, actually, dispite remembering right up until yesterday I had forgotten. It was only when I truned on the telly at what I thought was just before 8am to watch the weather forecast that I realised my mistake.

I blame my memory wipe on a tedious evening last night trying to think of things to do or watch on telly. There was nothing on at all so relied upon VH1 for company. The 80’s no.1’s countdown was mind wiping.

So far today, then, I have listend to Broadcasting House, eaten four Sainsbury’s crussants and set all the clocks in the house to the correct timezone. My plans for the rest of the day include such exciting things as clearing up the house, washing the car and clipping the hedge at the front.

Some weekends can be extremely tedious, especially if there’s nothing much to look forward to in terms of coming social events. Other than my escape down to Cornwall for a couple of weeks starting next Saturday I have no plans for anything at all.

This morning’s been a drab, grey morning. Drizzly at times.

I popped into town to pay my credit card bill and then wandered into HMV, Virgin etc. to see what they had on offer.

Dispite Virgin having lots of DVDs in their 2 for £10 I couldn’t find two I thought worth paying £5 for. Again, there was very little on offer in HMV, other than the boxed set of Season 1 Babylon 5 at £24.99.

Now, quite often Play.com etc. will have this sort of thing even cheaper than sale prices in the shops, so I whipped out my Treo and had a browse there in the shop. Now, isn;t that high tech? It’s something Grim would be proud of. 😉

Anyway, the upshot was that HMV were still about £8 less than on the net, so I now have the DVDs.

Now, season 1 isn’t my most favourite one of Babylon 5. Indeed, I think my order of preference is 3, 4, 2, 1, 5 with 3 and 4 being almost as enjoyable. It’s just something about the way the back stories weave and the front stories being interesting also. Still, for the semi-reasonable price of £25 season 1’s a good buy.