From Twitter 09-19-2009

• 13:48:17: afternoon all. houseguest safely off to the theatre, lunch ingested, about to sally forth to shop.
  
• 13:50:54: @GaySkyHooker oh, yes, keep it! Or am I too late?
  
• 13:54:27: Nicholas could use a waxing: RT DentonPolice: http://twitpic.com/i9zj7 - 09/19/2009 03:05 | 26 yrs | ALCOHOL/PUBLIC INTOXICATION
  
• 19:38:05: just begged off dinner out because I've been traipsing around London all day & this air boot is very heavy. Leftover chicken for dinner, yum
  
• 20:20:32: @urbanbohemian was in NY subway once & two guys walked in carrying a sofa. They sat on it; when they got to their dest. they carried it out.
  
• 20:24:55: @GaySkyHooker oh well, my thighs shall remain smooth and unirritated ... :-(
  
• 22:30:47: @GaySkyHooker i'll say a prayer for you...hope everything will be ok.
  

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Happy birthday, serenejournal

...and many happy returns of the day.

Today's Roman Catholic abuse URL

I read the "Family" section of the Guardian each week. As it deals with parents, children, and grandchildren mostly, you wouldn't think that it would be of much interest to a gay man. However, I suppose that I am a son and brother (not an uncle, unfortunately), so I find it very interesting and a compelling read.

This week there is an article about Philomena Lee and her search for her son, adopted out against her will when she gave birth "out of wedlock" in an Irish convent.

I don't know whether you will, but I know that I did shed a tear upon reading it. The Irish Roman Catholic church has many things to answer for: the Magdalen Laundries are but one example of the cruelties that were visited upon Irish Catholics by the priests, brothers, and nuns in the name of religion.

Oh, and there is a gay angle to it. Read it and find out.

For serenejournal

The "Family" section of the Grauniad had two articles that I enjoyed this week. One I have already written about. The other is called "A letter to..." and I think that serenejournal might find it interesting.

Oh, and in other news...

...LiveJournal syndication seems to be working again. Hurray!

I keep forgetting to write about what's going on...

I've been very remiss about recounting what's going on around here...my bad. So spank me...please!

HWMBO is now in Singapore. He's been there for a couple of days, visiting his parents and our friends. He'll be there for 2-1/2 weeks. So I shall be pretty lonely. Any of my Singaporean lj friends who sees him out and about should say "hi!".

I'm not totally alone, though. mc4bbs arrived Thursday morning and will be here until Tuesday. We've had some meals out, and may have a few more. He's helped me with my network and my backups, so has more than earned his way. I think I'll keep him! What a sweetheart he is—I'm lucky to know him.

I myself am still struggling through with my foot ulcer and diabetes. The air boot is very bulky and a bit heavy. Yesterday I went out to central London to do some shopping at computer fairs. The main one that used to be at Jury's Hotel has moved up north of Goodge Street. So I turned up at New Oxford Street and missed out on a tricycle taxi ride up to the new site. I walked it. The map they gave was seriously out of scale. Then I walked back down to New Oxford Street, which was mobbed. Because of people who would not walk at a normal pace nor get out of the way, I nearly missed a number 1 bus back home. So I was in a foul mood by the time I got home.

I made a "Hearty Chuck Wagon" soup from a recipe I got via email. I will tell y'all if it's any good—spwebdesign and I will be having some for lunch today. Assuming we both survive, I may make it again when HWMBO gets back. It's a crock pot recipe, and it does smell pretty good. On Friday I made Boston Baked Beans in the crock pot and mc4bbs and I had some for lunch. Not bad, except you can't get salt pork here so I had to use British bacon, which isn't as good a substitute.

mc4bbs invited me to join him and his mates at Compton's for a pint then Chinese food. I dutifully went out and, halfway to the Tube, just felt that I was too tired to be sociable, so I called him and said, "I just can't drag myself all that way—please go on without me." I then went home, had some leftover chicken and a few slices of bread, and fell asleep in my easy chair.

Went to bed at 11 pm, forgetting my statin pill. So I woke up around 2 am and thought, "Why am I awake?" When I remembered that I hadn't taken the pill, I came downstairs and took it. This morning, however, I woke up at 6 after not having slept very well, and when the day had penetrated the fog, realised that I was having a hypo episode. So I came downstairs and tested my blood—it was 4.4 (normal is 4-6 but 4.4 is low for me). I had a small glass of orange juice then ate breakfast somewhat early.

Today is the church's Patronal Festival. I expect that it'll be dire as usual. There is a barbecue after church in the Rectory garden, but I always skip these as the food is fat-laden. Next week is Back to Church Sunday, but I'll be in Manchester visiting my friend Nicky next weekend, so won't be here.