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Dontcha just hate bootlegs/grey area releases that don't even do a smidge of research?

Anyway, morning - it's cold, I'm awake and I'm feeling that blank, listless way that comes with Sunday mornings.
 
octophone said:
Dontcha just hate bootlegs/grey area releases that don't even do a smidge of research?
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Omg thank god someone said it

I’ve got a stiff neck, but I’m still slaving over a hot Diddy’s Asian Persuasion IV, hopefully it’ll be all ready by the time it rolls at 13.00 GMT
 
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I wish I lived in a continental climate

Continental climate > oceanic climate
 
it wasn’t raining in Strasbourg. It’s raining now on my way back to Paris. And it’ll stop raining when I get there. I think I might have won the Weather lottery this weekend.
 
Back home after my sleepover at mum's due to her having a medical procedure yesterday and not being allowed to be left alone for 24 hours afterwards. I got about six minutes' sleep all night because it's the most uncomfortable spare bed in the world and it has a metal headboard that clangs with every bed movement. It was also weird sleeping in my childhood bedroom that seemed a lot bigger in my memories and still has the same bloody wallpaper (although it has been painted over). Then I arrive home and next-door are having a massive row, there's kitchen stuff smashing against the wall and a lot of hysterical screaming.
 
Winter is deffos making its presence known. I meditated with the window open in front of me and the fresh crisp air was nice but a bit bracing.
 
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I hope it went well?
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It did, thankyou.

As I posted that I got a text from Mr F asking me to take coffee and medication upstairs for him, on my way into the living room I saw a fire engine parked over my drive with the blue lights and an ambulance over next-door's drive on so I got upstairs and noseyed through the bedroom curtain and they were bashing the door down into the flats across the way for the flat where the epileptic bloke (the nice resident) lives. They'd hit the door once and then the resident came strolling up the street, he wasn't even at home! :D
 
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As I posted that I got a text from Mr F asking me to take coffee and medication upstairs for him, on my way into the living room I saw a fire engine parked over my drive with the blue lights and an ambulance over next-door's drive on so I got upstairs and noseyed through the bedroom curtain and they were bashing the door down into the flats across the way for the flat where the epileptic bloke (the nice resident) lives. They'd hit the door once and then the resident came strolling up the street, he wasn't even at home! :D
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Oops! :D
 
Feeling a little bit wobbly today, was it caffeine? I barely had any :/

Hopefully reaping the benefit of my labour tonight will calm me down a bit?

Does anyone feel a bit nervy and weird the day after drinking? I don’t mean hung over
 
Dark Carnival said:
it wasn’t raining in Strasbourg. It’s raining now on my way back to Paris. And it’ll stop raining when I get there. I think I might have won the Weather lottery this weekend.
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U sure, hun? ❤️

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Floppet said:
Back home after my sleepover at mum's due to her having a medical procedure yesterday and not being allowed to be left alone for 24 hours afterwards. I got about six minutes' sleep all night because it's the most uncomfortable spare bed in the world and it has a metal headboard that clangs with every bed movement. It was also weird sleeping in my childhood bedroom that seemed a lot bigger in my memories and still has the same bloody wallpaper (although it has been painted over). Then I arrive home and next-door are having a massive row, there's kitchen stuff smashing against the wall and a lot of hysterical screaming.
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Parents getting old is the worst thing about getting middle aged.

I'm getting PoA over my father in a few weeks. That's the first step of becoming responsible for my parents as they decline.
 
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Oops! :D
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More details incoming ... about an hour after this the ambulance was still outside his flat and I saw the lady from one of the flats opposite come across and start a mother's meeting with my next-door neighbour and next-door-but-one neighbour. Obviously the lure of juicy gossip was too much for me so I went out and joined them. It would appear that epileptic neighbour had a fit, came round from it and pressed his alarm thing but didn't answer when the carer called, he then removed his alarm, put his coat on and went out for a walk. Apparently the alarm has a locator on it so when the carer didn't get a response they assumed the worst as it was still showing as being in the flat hence the fire engine to gain entry and the ambulance. I also found out what my next-door neighbours were arguing about in their kitchen just after I arrived home. Needless to say it was all the husband's fault.
 
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Parents getting old is the worst thing about getting middle aged.

I'm getting PoA over my father in a few weeks. That's the first step of becoming responsible for my parents as they decline.
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When my dad started rapidly declining mentally that was one of the first things I organised for my mum, although by that time he'd forgotten how to write but he could still make informed decisions so he agreed to it. We got the Health one and the Finance one with my mum being the one with the power and my brother, sister and I as equal backups if my mum didn't want to, or couldn't, make a decision. Those forms are the absolute worst rigmarole I've ever had to complete ... person A can't sign for person B and person C must sign before person F but has to be witnessed by person D. It was worse than those logic puzzles where Bob wears a green hat with slippers but doesn't eat fish. I'm also registered as an emergency signatory on my mum's bank accounts (just in case) which is a weird feeling as they now show up on my interweb banking. I'm now able to insist she puts the heating on when she wants to because I know how much money she's got!

I agree wholeheartedly, it's awful.
 
I already have PoA for my parents, or rather, it will kick in if they are judged unable to make decisions themselves. My grandfather had dementia and it was a massive hassle to get my mum able to make decisions, so they didn't want me to have to go through the same should I need it. It was very weird to sign the form whilst only 27, it isn't something you expect to think about until your much older.
 
I’ve just got back to the gym for the first time in about 6 weeks…. I think this means I need to start shit posting again :o
 
Floppet said:
When my dad started rapidly declining mentally that was one of the first things I organised for my mum, although by that time he'd forgotten how to write but he could still make informed decisions so he agreed to it. We got the Health one and the Finance one with my mum being the one with the power and my brother, sister and I as equal backups if my mum didn't want to, or couldn't, make a decision. Those forms are the absolute worst rigmarole I've ever had to complete ... person A can't sign for person B and person C must sign before person F but has to be witnessed by person D. It was worse than those logic puzzles where Bob wears a green hat with slippers but doesn't eat fish. I'm also registered as an emergency signatory on my mum's bank accounts (just in case) which is a weird feeling as they now show up on my interweb banking. I'm now able to insist she puts the heating on when she wants to because I know how much money she's got!

I agree wholeheartedly, it's awful.
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I hadn't realised there was a health one, good to know.

I hope it will all defer to my mum, unless she becomes unable. That said, she doesn't know how to pay bills(!) My brother is in China, but if he ever moves back I will insist he gets involved. That said, we do clash, so that might not be so much fun.
 
Floppet said:
When my dad started rapidly declining mentally that was one of the first things I organised for my mum, although by that time he'd forgotten how to write but he could still make informed decisions so he agreed to it. We got the Health one and the Finance one with my mum being the one with the power and my brother, sister and I as equal backups if my mum didn't want to, or couldn't, make a decision. Those forms are the absolute worst rigmarole I've ever had to complete ... person A can't sign for person B and person C must sign before person F but has to be witnessed by person D. It was worse than those logic puzzles where Bob wears a green hat with slippers but doesn't eat fish. I'm also registered as an emergency signatory on my mum's bank accounts (just in case) which is a weird feeling as they now show up on my interweb banking. I'm now able to insist she puts the heating on when she wants to because I know how much money she's got!

I agree wholeheartedly, it's awful.
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I remember this exact procedure and bureaucratic shambles when my grandparents (who lived in the same house me and my parents) started getting worse QUICKLY. My granddad was bed-ridden 4 weeks in and the forms to transfer everything to parents and ensure catetaking support from the red cross still hadn't come in. An absolute nightmare.

My parents are still super well and active but my dad is going to turn 72 later this month, too. That is on my mind from time to time.
 
Ag said:
I hadn't realised there was a health one, good to know.

I hope it will all defer to my mum, unless she becomes unable. That said, she doesn't know how to pay bills(!) My brother is in China, but if he ever moves back I will insist he gets involved. That said, we do clash, so that might not be so much fun.
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The Health & Welfare one was the one that unfortunately left my dad no choice about going into a home. Obviously my mum could no longer look after him as he was a danger to not just himself, but everybody, in the end but Social Services were still trying to force her to take him home even after he'd smashed the place up because he said that's what he wanted. What Social Services couldn't, or wouldn't, grasp was that the "home" he wanted to go back to was where he lived as a child because he thought his mum was there waiting for him. Because my mum had that LPA Social Services had no choice but to listen to her and help us find a care home for him.

I'd highly recommend you get that one too. Best case scenario is that you never need to use it but without it your dad's wishes could take precedence over his safety and you don't have a leg to stand on if Social Services disagree with you.
 
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