{"id":18544,"date":"2024-07-18T21:08:07","date_gmt":"2024-07-18T21:08:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=18544"},"modified":"2024-07-19T06:19:13","modified_gmt":"2024-07-19T06:19:13","slug":"thursday-18th-july-2024-last-night-i-finished","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lesguis.com\/wp\/?p=18544","title":{"rendered":"Thursday 18th July 2024 – LAST NIGHT I FINISHED …"},"content":{"rendered":"

… my notes with "Which way did it go?"<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

So which way did the early night that I promised myself go last night?<\/p>\n

It ended up being long after midnight with the cleaner and I mopping up blood yet again and I tell you that I’m thoroughly sick of all this. <\/p>\n

When I took off my jacket while undressing there was a blood-soaked bulge on my arm where a plaster was supposed to be. Of course I’m not touching anything like that (I really am nesh) so in the end my loyal cleaner came down.<\/p>\n

It’s really lucky that she’s here. She has all of the first-aid certificates and the like so she was able to clean everything up, inspect the arm, consider that there was no real damage and bandage it up again.<\/p>\n

It took her long enough but she did a really professional job and bound it round with a long strip wrap to hold everything in place until the morning so that at least I wouldn’t bleed to death during the night.<\/p>\n

After all of that I could go to bed.<\/p>\n

But not to sleep. I wasn’t in the mood which was hardly any surprise. All in all, things were pretty miserable and there was nothing on the dictaphone of course. Zero didn’t come back to continue part II of our voyage which was a disappointment.<\/p>\n

When the alarm went off I staggered into the bathroom and a cursory inspection showed no signs of anything unusual or out-of-the-ordinary, no trails of blood anywhere so I had a good wash and came back in here to wait for the nurse.<\/p>\n

When she came, she had a look at my arm. She changed the dressing, commented on the good job that my cleaner had made, and remarked that she thought that my wrist was swollen.<\/p>\n

She did a check of my fingers to make sure that everything moved as it should but she still wasn’t satisfied. She urged me to contact the hospital as soon as she left.<\/p>\n

Not quite as soon as she left though. I wasn’t going to do without my breakfast.<\/p>\n

When I was sipping a mug of coffee afterwards I rang them up. Apparently the surgeon is only there on Tuesdays, but his secretary will tell him that I called with a problem. So I can’t see what use this “24-hour number” is to anyone.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, the nurse called me She’d had the same irrelevant response when she phoned them so she went to see my doctor who has his office in the same building where she is.<\/p>\n

He’s away on holiday, of course he will be at a time like this, but he has a locum and she will come round at lunchtime.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile, my cleaner came round. She’d brought back more supplies, and wanted to know how I was getting on so I gave her the good news.<\/p>\n

This locum – the first thing that she did when she came round was to hold my hand and feel my pulse. And I’ll tell you – she can hold my hand and feel my pulse any time she likes.<\/p>\n

She thinks that my wrist is running a temperature but she didn’t want to disturb any of the bandaging as there doesn’t seem to be a problem as far as that goes.<\/p>\n

She made several ‘phone calls, gave me a couple of phone numbers that are more likely to produce a response than the one that failed so miserably, and told me that if all else fails I mustn’t hesitate to telephone the emergency services.<\/p>\n

She then wrote out a prescription for yet more dressings, which my cleaner came down to fetch.<\/p>\n

An hour or so after everyone had gone and come back, I had a ‘phone call.<\/p>\n

The neurosurgeon’s secretary called me. "we’ve heard from your doctor"<\/em><\/strong> she said. "We’re all quite concerned here. Can you come tomorrow at 11:30 to see the neurosurgeon and have an echograph?"<\/em><\/strong> <\/p>\n

So that’s the taxi booked for 10:45 then. I wonder at just what point the Social Services will become fed up of paying for me to go gallivanting across northern France at the taxpayer’s expense.<\/p>\n

In between all of this I’ve been trying to prepare a radio programme. I’m chosen all of the music, paired it off and begun to write the notes.<\/p>\n

Not that I’ve gone very far, and I could have done much more had it not been for a little wobble at one point. But with no sleep last night it’s hardly a surprise.<\/p>\n

There’s been no food tonight either except a bag of crisps and some biscuits. I’ve been watching the football, and watching hearts break all over Europe<\/p>\n

Caernarfon clung on to win through to the next round but Bala were cruelly denied progress by a very late goal in Estonia and Connah’s Quay in Wales by two very late goals, one right at the end of normal time to be pegged back and then a killer punch right at the end of extra time.<\/p>\n

But the fact is that there’s a wealth of difference between teams in Europe and teams in the UK, in style of play and in temperament too. <\/p>\n

British teams tend to ride their luck instead of relying on technique and fitness. There’s too much of the “it’ll be all right on the night” about them.<\/p>\n

When I interviewed Granville’s manager a while back about fitness levels between full-time teams and part-time teams, I brought up the subject of part-time teams running out of steam.<\/p>\n

He poo-pooed the idea, and then Granville conceded three very late goals after matching Olympique de Marseille toe-to-toe for 75 minutes.<\/p>\n

After tonight’s results, I’m more-than-ever convinced that there’s something in what I said to him and one day I’ll produce some statistics.<\/p>\n

But not tonight because I’m going to bed in the hope of a decent sleep and some pleasant dreams, preferably in the company of Zero if she comes back after the other night.<\/p>\n

But on the subject of statistics, and vital statistics at that,; I remember a civil servant friend of mine who went to buy a new bra for his wife
\n"what size, sir?"<\/em><\/strong> asked the shop assistant
\n"Sixteen and a half"<\/em><\/strong> he said
\n"Sixteen and a half?"<\/em><\/strong> repeated the shop assistant, rather puzzled
\n"That’s right"<\/em><\/strong> said the customer "My bowler hat is size eight and a quarter …"<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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