#Brexit and an #InnerChild #GreatBritishBakeOff

My parents had been arguing constantly, I was an observer of daily passive aggression. One day while we were watching ‘The Great British Bake Off’ they asked me and my older twin brothers whether we thought they should separate. I said “no way” and imagined our family as the ingredients of a big cake, wondering how my parents (the eggs) would extract themselves from the mix, whilst still delivering something remotely palatable. My brothers however had been fighting and were distracted with twin competitiveness, they said “Yes, divorce, we’re sick of you.”
During the 2 year divorce proceedings my parents went to mediation and various solicitors. They began to realise the effect it would have on us – we wouldn’t get to see dad , we may have to move, and we would all be financially worse off.
During those two years we were stressed, anxious and my dad lost his job. I was diagnosed with ADHD, my brother got sick and my other brother started smoking skunk.
Then my parents began holding hands again and said :
“We’ve decided we don’t want to divorce after all,” they looked at each other and said “the grass was greener..” They laughed and kissed.
One of my brothers had gone to uni so was absent to react , the other said “ You’re disgusting, you made a promise, and now you’ve broken it” and I said
“You are irresponsible. You gave us a choice that you hadn’t thought about. Bad parenting you fuckers , I wish I could disown you.”

Tesco delivery man in the heat and preparing my blog for World #MultipleSclerosisDay

It’s World #MultipleSclerosis Day on Wednesday 30th May, coincidently, the next Boyfriend (No. 43)  of my book/blog  fromessextolondonin101boyfriends  is set in 1987 when I was diagnosed with MS, that’s nearly 31 years ago.  My diagnosis is referenced in my blog re boyfriend No. 43, so only befitting to publish it on Wednesday to celebrate, rather than today, when I would normally post the next boyfriend.  Sorry to keep you waiting ….

To catch up with boyfriends No.1 to No. 42 thus far scroll down on fromessextolondonin101boyfriends.com

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#Tesco delivery man, meal deal’s and customer services

One is penalised if one buys the meal deal online and not all of the items are available. A jobs worth at customer services will tick you off as you didn’t go through the whole caboodle with the delivery man and send back the other 3 items (i.e. the incomplete meal deal stuff). This is discriminatory as if one were able to go in a Tesco it would be clear the items were unavailable therefore one wouldn’t be in the situation in the first place unless for example they were inebriated whilst shopping.  In my experience sometimes one will encounter a non jobsworth customer services person  who will apologize and refund immediately.  How different one’s experience of incomplete meal deals can be. This is  a poem I wrote when I went shopping once.

The Meal Deal

Can I have the cloudy apple juice?
Is that in it?
Can I have the rhubarb smoothie?
Is that in it?
Oh well, I’ll have the orange juice

Can I have the root vegetable crisps with beetroot in?
Are they in it?
Can I have the sweet chilli crisps?
Are they in it?
Ah, nevermind, I’ll have the cheese and onion

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#MS, Vitamin D and Pets

I found this book  and shall read whilst away next week getting my Vit D …I’ve always believed Vit d was a key and would spend summers in the 1980’s/90’s on Pelekas nudist beach.  Arriving with symptoms, leaving with none.

I’ve joined a me too kind of facebook group for women with MS … tonight the group are posting photos of their pets, I only have access to my daughters gold fish that won’t die, the tank is murky but I hope the group like it.  I wonder if there is a status re women with MS and pets

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TK Maxx, Multiple Sclerosis and going off the rail

There is no link to Ebay, this bikini is no longer for sale.  Being disabled with MS limits my clothes shopping offline, bikini’s are tricky to buy online.  Last year I endured Primark twice in Peckham, one visit to TK Maxx in New Cross and one trip to find Helen Mirren in Bromley.

This year I have just been to TK Maxx and was fortunate to find one size 8 bikini on the rack which I took the opportunity to purchase.  Blue, stripes and flowers aren’t usually my cup of tea but I think it looks great on.

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Liz Bentley wishing you a merry Xmas, sparing a thought for Joseph and diving into the pickled walnuts

img_0730How exciting, it’s Xmas eve and my delayed gratification self on this occasion has allowed me to open the pickled walnuts before our Lord Jesus was born.

Whilst chomping on the nut/vinegar delicacies my heart goes out to Joseph, a man who did all the husbandry things, carpentry and stuff and yet his child who is continually celebrated did not come from his sperm.

This montage is designed to give Joseph a voice, a voice that is not often heard.  You can see by his face from the beautifully photographed Women’s Weekly 1984 special edition Xmas plate that he is concerned, troubled.

Whilst wishing all my blog readers a special Xmas and thanks for supporting my blog, I would like to share a thought and prayer to Joseph and all the other Joseph’s out there, everyone who is searching for a sense of home, a real home, people who are starving, people who are being tortured and abused, alcoholics, drug addicts, bulimics and all who struggle at Xmas time.

I wish you a merry Xmas and let’s throw up some figgy pudding

Liz Bentley      XXXXX

 

 

Trigger happy online #Tesco

img_0653After the excitement of the pickled walnuts I became a bit trigger happy on my last order and received 3 packets of 32 instead of 2 packets which were 2 for £2.70, instead of 1 for £3.32.   I may not need 3 in my lifetime unless I pass onto my daughters so gave one packet back to Dwayne to refund.

Of course there is much controversy on tax on these products.  Dwayne is currently my most favourite Tesco Delivery man.