Another Load Of Aimless Twaddle

Well I am back at The Monastery again and it’s Wednesday and I am all alone, the first in command here, Betty has gone on a pre-holiday, holiday.
2nd in command our manager Bob is also on his hols at a slightly more luxurious place than camping in the middle of the woods like me, while No3 in the line of command Shandy Pants is away at an accounts meeting, No 4, Inspector Gadget disappeared at dinnertime and finally No5, Barnsley Bill has just said goodbye.
Barnsley Bill has been standing in on despatch while I had a trip out to the Lost World to drop off some printer cartridges and have a cup of tea with my old mates Father Bell and Riddion who are the only ones left there after it ceased production when I and many others disappeared.
Barnsley Bill has asked to have a pair of slippers ordering to do the job on despatch which has in recent weeks been done even by our manager Bob’s dog.
The past few weeks not only have we had no canteen but even Fish and Chips Billy hasn’t been going to the Chippy because he has been off work with a bad back carrying all the Fish And Chips.
As I speak, one of the drivers called Rodney has just been in complaining that his boss “The Crowman” keeps sending him off to far away places while Harry Potter has developed a cockney accent because he has been in London so much.
Anyway just a quick post got to go now, here’s the top ten of drivers for April so far
Mv Mar Apr Driver SumOftotal
> 1 1 The Crowman 185320
▲ 3 2 Burty Basset 100344
▼ 2 3 Streethawk 98988
▲ 5 4 Obiwan 94008
▲ 10 5 DA Stumpy 90400
▲ 9 6 Dizzy 83168
▲ 8 7 DA Harry Potter 69608
▼ 6 8 DA Keith Chicken 67800
>> NE 9 W Mason (Stopcroft) 62376
▼ 7 10 Donkey Daz 57856
I must say a big thanks to Miss (soon to be Mrs) Bickerdyke for putting Balloons and Banners all over the office to celebrate me turning 40 and hopefully this purchasing system we have will not put me in a psychiatric ward.
See you all soon…

Remember Your Dreams

I wrote this ages ago, back in 1997 when I was a drunk back at Sellers, I used to go home from work get drunk and stoned and write down on my computer what I thought was a masterpiece of literature genius, well it semt it the night before...

Remember Your Dreams
Dreams are part of us, they are us
The real world out there is what we believe is there
We are what we think we are
There is one reality and the other is dreams or are there dreams and is there illusion called reality
The new physics points the way where all matter is determined by consiousness
Everything we see is a hologram created by the mind
The mind exists outside space and time it is the ultimate observer
That is why we reap what we sow and everything comes back to the sender
If we learn to be awake while we dream we will become aware that..
We are Masters of Our Destiny, we make our reality
Dreams can come true if we believe them
Do not spend one third of your lives asleep in front of your master; the dream
But remember your dreams and write them down
For as the end of the millennium approaches they will be your only salvation
Dreaming is natural selection of the probable futures registering in our brain
Our brain is but a TV set tuning to a channel, it is a machine
We are mind living a dream on the three dimensional universe of what we are conditioned to believe is real.
Remember as a child when you failed to distinguish 'reality ' and the dream-world Life was infinitely more rich Don't spend a third of your lives asleep but listen to your master
The guardian angel sends us our scripts but we choose to ignore them
Its only a dream we say, its only reality they say and the status quo remains
We all have a life to do as we wish, things are so ordered
But why live without our guide who is the captiousness and let the ego win
We like to think we are the best, we like to believe we are right
But life is about learnings and learning is about life
So listen to your master talking and listen to your dreams
We do not live in a material solid universe or even in time and space
But we are adore on a giant world scene and believe what we embrace
We look to others in envy and still to others in sorrow
But we do not realize our real fate until the closing of the chapter which we finally see the light
So for your own salvation remember your dreams and be conscious throughout And you will discover a meaning to life you can never do without A Jedi Remembers his 'dreams'

It shows to me that 12 years ago I was still nuts and well I guess things never change but now I am thanks to the AA aware that I am nuts and in acceptance of that fact.
Today I went to B&Q and bought some seeds for a little herb garden I have today made in the back garden next to my brothers little plots, following that I walked down to the river with Luke and Lightbulb head (Mr Popple wanted a new name so he got one) plus of course my two lovely dogs Mr Bodie and Miss Boley.
Luke and Lightbulbhead played on the swing underneath the sycamore on the river bank while I walked on with Mr Bodie to the place we camped on Sunday and Monday night, it was turning into a georgeous afternoon and The Echo Outback was just as we left it
Tonight I got back and made a lovely beef vindaloo and after a visit from Partyman once again I am now ready to retire for the evening, its been a Jolley lovely day and tommorow well who knows what events will charm my life.
So I better get my notepad ready and sit before my master, my dreams see you tommorow and thanks Syd for being such a good cyberfriend and not allowing me to dissapear from the world of blog, goodnight

Live From The Echo Outback

Just got back from picking my old mum up from the "Royal Hallamshire Hospital" in the UK's 5th biggest city of Sheffield, she has been having some tests and among many other complicatedly named medical terms she has "Pulmonary Hypertension".
I felt hypertension after looking after my dad for the last couple of days, he now can only barely walk after entering the later stages of Parkinsons Disease, still we have took him everywhere with us have me and Luke including shopping yesterday at ASDA.
I think he has risen in spirits a bit, this morning before dinner we were at Well holme park near Brighouse with my dad in his faithful wheelchair, Luke and his cousin Mr Popple and our two dogs Miss Boley and Mr Bodie.
But tonight getting back from Sheffield after only going through one red light, getting lost again and forgetting where I had parked my car on my maiden visit there finally my mums visit to the hospital was over and I am back at home after a crazy Easter week so far.
On Monday as the picture above maybe gives away we woke up in the Echo Outback a piece of woodland maybe 2 miles from where I live and spent the day there, it was lovely weather and I was joined with my good friends Uncle Buck and Dwain Dibbly to celebrate my 40th Birthday.
Dwain Dibbly is now renamed as Party Man and is the last of us three winos still actively drinking but he has to be careful being a chronic pancreatitis sufferer.
Joining us camping in Echo Outback was the following Characters...
Mr Popple, Lukes cousin and the son of Domonating Donna and Partyman, he is a good friend of Luke too, sometimes I think Luke is a bit mean to him
Lord Farquaad, Lukes younger brother always loves a good adventure and was most pleased when his mum the legendary Ice Queen said he could come.
Of course my son Luke, whe seems to be getting lots of wise words now he is growing up, at 14 he is already taller than Partyman!
We were joined too by my dogs Miss Boley who you can see below
I Havent thought too much about work or even attended my AA meeting, I really wanted to just let live from day to day not been too sure where life was gonna take me this holiday.
So anyway I am now 40, though if I had lived on a planet further out in the solar system I would be younger and if I had lived on Mercury I would be much older but I live on earth so I am 40 earth-years and well its just a number, I aint vastly older than when I was 39 so I am not bothered anymore.
My mum said tonight when she was in hospital for these "tests" she had dreamt that her mum and dad had come to see her, she seemed in good spirits since she had made many friends in her hospital ward on the 16th floor overlooking the city of Sheffield.
I was rather selfishly glad she was back so I didnt have to feel the full weight of responsibility for looking after my dad, it really feels like total role reversal, me changing his nappies etc, but in a strange way it feels like something that nature plays out again and again.
Anyway its just after 11 on Thursday night and I got 3 more days of adventure before I return to the monastery my "Easter-Dreamtime" in Aboriganal terms complete and I feel vastly recharged from lifes experiences.
I wasnt gonna blog again, I have even cancelled my site at http://www.madmickstories.com/ but then I changed my mind and thought why not just "blog" like everyone else, just type on to the page without thinking about what it sounds like and re-reading it etc which has been getting to be the norm with the "Trucker Charts / Newsletter - esque" entries for the last few months.
I cancelled my sister site because with a company called "Home-stead" it was costing too much and everyone can get a free facebook site now if the want to which is I guess what I was trying to do before there were tools to do it.
Now there are tools for free, everyones at it, so I dont want to, but Im sticking with my old blogger site because well its free and gives me a chance to get stuff out of my head, and if someone reads it then its a problem halved.