Comments changes…

Please note that, as of today, comments on posts more than 100 days old are closed.

This is partly because I have nothing to add beyond what I wrote at the time, or added as comments afterwards, and also to reduce my workload, as getting comments for posts a year or two old often means I have to look it up to see what I actually said before I can respond! I’ve written almost 1,300 posts, some are thousands of words long – it’s just impossible to remember everything I wrote.

And it seems to be a fact of life

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PayPal phishing scam…

There is a new PayPal phishing scam circulating. I got an email this morning, purporting to come from ebilling@bt.com,  containing the following text:-

Dear Customer,

The doom of the Labour Party…

Ed Miliband, apparently, wants to change the way the shadow cabinet is elected in  a way that will give him the ability, from September, to reform it in his own political image.

Doesn’t that just make your blood run cold? Effectively cloning the invisible man of British politics. Then we’d have

Kitchen therapy…

Felt appallingly ill this morning (and last few days, not helped by no more than 2-3 hours sleep a night). So as moping around feeling sorry for myself clearly hadn’t worked, I bit the bullet and headed for the kitchen. Only 5 feet away but some days a major challenge.

I came across a partial soup recipe I thought I’d like to try, but making it more of a stew – chickpeas (garbanzos in the colonies), potatoes, garlic, rosemary as the base, plus a secret ingredient or two. No idea what, so I’ll have to wing it.

I thought I could do something with that, adding

So you think you know all about ME/CFS?

You think you know about ME/CFS? It’s just being tired, right? We should all just stop whingeing and get on with our lives, isn’t that what you think?

Well, then

Some thoughts about controlling pain from WebMD…

According to WebMD, some ways to reduce chronic pain include exercise, meditation, avoiding alcohol, cutting smoking, practicing (sic) better eating habits, keeping a pain journal for doctors, scheduling relaxation and distraction. (source:- ThirdAge.com ).

Let’s look at those a little more closely, from my perspective, because some are nonsensical, and not just for me.

Exercise – Simply

No state pensions for the sick and disabled?

It occurs to me, being  the cynical bugger that I am, that there is probably more to Cameron’s purge of the sick and disabled (see last post), than immediately meets the eye.

As I said, those who are timed out of ESA will have no means of paying their way. Even if they’re getting DLA, that’s nowhere near enough to live on – for most it won’t pay rent and utilities, never mind luxuries like food and clothes.

The end result is that

The fate of the sick and disabled hangs in the balance…

I wrote a much shorter version of the following in response to this excellent post by Sue Marsh (suey2y), over at Diary of a Benefit Scrounger.

Sue pointed out that her husband’s take-home pay is just £1,028. To put that into perspective – at the risk of awakening trolls who’ll believe I get too much money – £1028 a month is just £112 a month more than I get (state pension plus DLA – and am I glad I’m no longer on IB, though the following is still as relevant now as it was 18 months ago when I was still on IB). And Sue has 2  kids, too, which don’t come cheap.

The only reason I

Chronicles of the Heart, Part 16 – a diversion…

This is not the usual medically-orientated rant, but more a technophile’s guide to being ill in hospital which will probably feature in my future. More than once if I’m lucky. )For a given values of lucky, if it’s APH.)

When I was incarcerated in the Arrowe Park Hospital, Wirral (APH), fiction factory earlier this year all I had was my tiny Sony Ericson Xperia Mini Pro mobe (and, luckily, the charger). Don’t get me wrong, it’s a cracking little phone, with a slide-out qwerty keyboard (just had to think how to spell qwerty – mind’s going!), but the battery is tiny, lasting for just a day of fairly moderate use. Other than that I find it very hard to fault (oh – a biggie – no internal modem so can’t use it to connect my netbook to the Web, but as I got that after the phone, I can’t really criticise the mobe).

What I needed was

Chronically sick and disabled? It’s time to fight back…

Great Britain is diminished by its leaders, and we have to take a stand against the tide of prejudice and bigotry that is set to overwhelm us.

And in case you’ve been living in a cave, this is why. It’s because of those apologies for human beings, Cameron, Clegg, Osborne, IDS, Grayling, and anyone else you’d like to tack on the end – disseminating their catalogue of lies, disinformation and malice about sick and disabled people, seemingly without any end in sight. Every week sees these fuckers slopping out a new bucket of shite over a population all-too-willing to swallow their bile and venom.

If we were