Saturday, 22 March 2008

I am turning into my Dad ...

Apologies for the lack of bloggage, I've been writing reports and procedures for the past 3 weeks at work so when I get home the last thing I want to do is write more ...
I hit 35 at the end of February, and I've suddenly started to do 'old' things ... I switched my home and buildings insurance, switched outr gas provider, and when I walk up the stairs I get a pain in my left knee cap ...

The knee cap all stems from a children's birthday party about 5 years ago: Charlotte was invited to her cousin Danni’s 5th birthday party, where her parents had a bar-b-Q in their massive back garden. Adrian (Danni’s Dad) and I organised a game of football with all the kids, and were going in hard on each other with the challenges. The party was winding down and I was running with the football no-one near me, when I hit a slight dip in the ground. I fell to the right, my knee-cap went to the left ... I was lying on the ground swearing profusely, feeling my knee-cap on the left-side of my knee, and all I could hear was Adrian’s mum telling him off! (He was 36 at the time!) Then my knee-cap sprung back into place, and that smarted a bit!

I was okay the rest of the day, but the following morning my knee had swollen to twice it’s normal size so if to A&E I went. Minor ligament damage, will recover over time, try to keep off it for the next 48 hours ... Unfortunately we had to drive to Devon that evening, and hit a 4 hour traffic jam .. 4 hours of clutch control with a rather poorly left leg .. Even now I don’t have the full flexibility in my left leg as I do in my right.
So at the moment, when climbing stairs I get shooting pains round my knee-cap, and occasionally it feels like there's a 'bubble' under the knee-cap. Might have to take advantage of the company health care and have it looked at when I get back from holiday.

The other thing I do, which makes me think I'm turning into my Dad, is keep track of the fuel consumption on our car. We have a diesel VW Touran, which has this computer thing that tells you in how many miles you're going to run out of diesel .. I've started to get a perverse feeling of satisfaction when I manage to get the number of miles to go up and not down, due to how I'm driving. I've discovered I get more miles if I stick to 60mph (And to my American friends, the speed limit over here is 70mph). Blew all that out of the water yesterday when trying to drive to work in an oncoming galeforce wind, so I turned the computer off as it was depressing me!




Bethany has a social whirl of parties today, she has her 1st party at 11:30 (With a magician) then straight after that it's off to a magic themed fancy dress party. We decided that B will go as the rabbit that's pulled out of the magicians hat, though she's decided it's the Easter Bunny so wants a basket of Eggs to go with it! We had a dress rehersal yesterday, and B was most digusted that she wasn't allowed to stay in costume (And character as she was hopping everywhere) for the rest of the day - We told her she can wear it to my parents on Easter Monday, when Mum and Dad do their annual Easter Egg hunt for the girls.

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