Why we should drink tea

Tea is good for you it relaxes the mind and soul and is beneficial to the body as well. It cleans the blood, helps open the bowels and is proven to fight and destroy free radicals that invade the body.

As was said by British Prime minister  William Ewart Gladstone (1809-1898)

“If you are cold, tea will warm you;
if you are too heated, it will cool you;
If you are depressed, it will cheer you;
If you are excited, it will calm you.”

In these slightly annoying times where our elected representatives have asked us to stay home, it is all the more important to relax, chill out and take things as calmly as possible.  Some of us will laugh and others will be gnashing their teeth worrying about work and other things that are out of their control. If you are doing the latter two relax and put the kettle on, make a pot of tea and have a mug of the stuff. Alcohol will not help so much it will give you a headache and perhaps start arguments and stuff you do not need right now.

I just wanted to write I am missing J like fuck right now, she is in NY state which is on virtual lock down, I know she is safe and  in hospital she is having MH issues and that is the best place for her right now, she is safe. x

Today like yesterday the sun is out and it is quite warm, could you imagine being stuck at home  and pissing with rain outside? I hope you have sunshine where you are and you are all safe, as tiresome as it maybe it is better to stay home unless you really do have to go out, I have to go get a calling card later on so I can call J up later. Whether that is important enough for the authorities I do not care, it is important for J, Plus I am low on Tea. I did some painting last night and shall be postings stuff on here at some juncture. After this I shall potter around in the garden and do some stuff there.

One last thing My exes surname is Corona, like this bug she is contagious and not good for my health, this provides a good laugh when I feel the anxiety creeping up on me. have you tried Corona beer? It tastes like piss, I would far rather drink tea with a spoon of honey and no milk.

Some of this has been published elsewhere

There have been major changes since i last posted anything on here. Virtually all the naked women/porn has been removed,it looks cheap and tacky. My websites have all been amalgamated into one, making things easier to manage look after. I am out of work, actually this is a common issue, hopefully it is changing. I do not know the World record for numbers of employers in a working career, I’m sure I am pretty close to it, if not the unofficial holder. Does anybody know the real figure?

I am back in the Mother country now, the weather is windy and alternates between sunshine and rain. A bit like my mental health. The cats are all well and as demanding as they ever were, they seem to smell a bit, seeing as I have been away and cat free for so long. Has anybody else experienced this?

J and I speak everyday, several times a day actually we are missing each other horribly, but it spurs us on to bring our lives together faster and more permanently. I went for an interview a few days ago, it was a little nerve wracking, stepping out of my comfort zone and into an unknown environment. I am leaving retail behind it was making me sick, the anxiety issues were getting stupid to the point where I was frightened of leaving the house, in case I flipped and clobbered someone. The tablets are still working, The drinking has calmed down and makes me quite sleepy with even a “little”. I am sleeping properly.

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I aim to do something creative today or  even a couple of things. I have some ideas and things are beginning to take form. I have been inspired by some of the waterfalls in the Tompkins County/Ithaca area of NY State. I would like like to paint them “En Plein air.” at some juncture. I have deferred from Uni until October, to give myself time to get better. They are going to give me extra support and that, which is nice.

The sun is shining, it looks to be a nice day…. Coffee.

The joys of childhood

This has nothing to do with Mental Ill health.

When I was about fourteen years old, probably during the Summer holiday it is not so easy to remember now as it was rather a long time ago and time seemed to move much more slowly then.  It all most likely took place over a few weeks,  instead of months but I do recall the weather as being nice, so it must have been Summer.

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My best mate at the time was the Dr’s son from over the road, I am not going to mention his name here, and shall refer to him as D. We did many things together D and I, some of it not very nice, a lot of it very good fun and perhaps quite reckless.

The people who lived opposite to him used to be involved as well there two brothers I do not recall their names  so shall refer to them as X and Y.  D actually lived opposite to me  but that did not stop him being my neighbour, even though my sister said they could not be neighbours cause of the position of their house… I could hardly call them the opposites, it sounded kind of rude, so neighbours they stayed.

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I don’t recall how it started but we came across the shotgun cartridges both our families used to shoot wild animals either for pleasure or for pest control, I think they must have been in the top of the cupboard or something, nothing was ever locked up then. Unlike today. How we got the idea into our heads is beyond me, though it was probably mine. b We thought it a good idea to pull these things apart take out the constituent parts and make bombs which actually turned out to be easier than expected.  We used a flat bladed screwdriver to wriggle open the folds at the top of the cartridge’s emptied out the shot, which ended up in a jar. Opened up the thing further took out the wadding and collected the powder into another jar for safe keeping.

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I have no idea, how many times we did this however I do recall making more than enough explosive devices or just lighting the stuff in the air raid shelter and sniffing the smoke like ancient alchemists. All of our dissections took place in the shelter, the bomb testing took place out in the woods which abutted onto the large garden we had.

A piece of Copper tube became a cannon, by bunging up one end with Blue Tack and banging a hole in tube itself with a hammer and nail so we could light the thing.  Pour the Gunpowder in, with use of a plastic funnel, tap it down with a stick and pour some lead shot in on top, toss a coin to see who would light it and retire to a safe distance.

ALL IN THE DAYS BEFORE HEALTH AND SAFETY

I do not recall anybody getting injured or hurt in any way, however we did get found out, our bomb testing facility in the woods was not exactly that well hidden and the loud bangs attracted other people’s attention with some Buzzard noticing the cartridges were disappearing. People made a terrible fuss, that we could have blown ourselves up, killed ourselves etc. except we hadn’t.  D and I got banned from seeing each other and we had to make amends for our errant behaviour.  X and Y did not really have much to do with  our activities, except keep watch at the mouth of the shelter for adults and watch things burn or go bang.

Onwards and upwards

It has been eight days now since I started the medication and eight days since I last drank any alcohol, It is a nice feeling not drinking and the fruit juice is a lot healthier.

I have not given up the drink entirely, I was gifted a bottle of nice Red for Christmas and there is a bottle of Cointreau which I bought on a whim a couple of weeks or so ago. They are both in the cupboard safe for another day.

The anxiety is almost under control, though it is lurking there in the background and does not like other road users or slow computers. I am now able to concentrate and work consistently throughout the day and get loads more done than I was managing previously.

However compared to how it was and for that matter how I was it is now negligible, though that is no reason to stop the medication just yet I suspect the road to recovery may be quite long here.

Creativity wise it would appear that writing has taken over from painting and as much as I enjoy painting this other form of creativity is better in any number of ways for the time being at least.

 

Merry Christmas (xmas is over)

So Christmas is over and all the decorations (what little there were) have been boxed up and ready to go in the attic for another year. The cats had the “tree” last night and that kind of encouraged things otherwise I would only have put it away this evening and not this morning.

A family member has been badgering me to go down their neck of the woods offering all sorts of false incentives and completely ignoring the fact  which has been explained to them that I do not actually want to go anywhere at the moment.  There are things that need to be got on with here like relaxing, speaking to the cats and going to the gym.

After two weeks or so of not going, today’s workout was horrible, it’s amazing how a bit of time out has such an effect on the system and leaves you feeling as weak as a kitten, It looks like I have my work load cut out over the next week or so to get back into shape. In the meantime I really must start looking for new employment and am seriously considering becoming an undertaker, the customers are undemanding, its recession proof and  is nice and quiet, Though I imagine one can have the radio on in the background.

I do not remember if I mentioned it previously but the colouring books I bought  are helping tremendously with the anxiety, I am currently colouring in pictures of Angels.

Anxiety on Christmas day

This year I am spending Christmas largely by myself partly by choice partly by circumstance. Other family members  are all doing their own thing and it is easier to simply stay home. With the way I have been feeling of late it has sometimes been difficult to do anything, even the small things like going to the shops has been nightmarish, so driving for miles and miles for lunch … is just overly daunting.

I like this anxiety as much as I like the time of year and thinking that days are now lengthening comes as a small relief, though there is still a way to go before this boat is back on a even keel.

The tablets seem to be helping as does being abstinent from alcohol. Again that’s partly by choice, mostly via medication, sleeping tablets and anti anxiety drugs don’t mix with drink and the stuff kind of makes me depressed as well does nothing for my mood.

Perhaps it’s  easier to stay on the wagon and drink Tea instead.

Anxiety and depression do strange things to you, the phone ringing  really set me today, even though I know who was calling the noise of the thing was getting me so much I  stuck my fingers in my ears and screamed at it. Should I have just pushed the cat off of my lap and picked the thing up, or just left it to ring? This I have been pondering for several hours on and off now and it’s kind of not helping to do so.

The DR. did say the tablets might make me more anxious to start with even if I do feel better (sometimes)