Really. Well that's news to me, Pulisa.
I thought the threat of the Cold War was a far bigger issue back in 82, but then again, what did I know back then as I was nearly 5 at the time, and totally unaware of, and oblivious to the news in general at that age.
Childhood innocence (and ignorance) is bliss, provided one is in the right place at the right time!
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Also whilst on the subject of the news in general, back in those days we only really had half-hour bulletins at set intervals throughout the day on TV, and on the radio it was usually an hourly three-minute summary of the main headlines.
Unlike today (plus of course social media and the Internet in general) we have 24/7 rolling news channels with detailed wall-to-wall coverage of events, accompanied by endless on-screen captions/graphics, it can be real overkill at times.
Little wonder many feel confused and just shut down.
Although I had sensory overload issues with some of the news programmes back in the late 80s-early 90s era, which caused many arguments between me and my parents over meal times back then, as my mom has always been a bit (dare I say it) OCD about the weather forecast in particular, the news programmes of then were actually rather tame by comparison regarding on-screen graphics and background music.
Plus watching stuff on TV in general back then was often regarded as more of an occasion, as ironically, there was far less choice in terms of programming, plus only four channels (or three prior to November 82), and all concluded with the midnight shutdown, followed by the test cards.
Less was definitely more back then!!
I take it she doesn't listen to the diabetes nurse re diet? Or trying to lose some weight? Must be impossible if she stays in bed and eats junk..Very hard for you, Fishman. Maybe when she gets her home visit for the vaccine you will be able to have a word with the nurse as to what is going on?
'It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel, lost in a kitchen sink, or thrown in a wishing well' - Marillion, Clutching at Straws, 1987
Thanks Vee and Terry. It will be permanent but yes some growing up time is urgently needed. I'm tired of apologising to people who owe me a whole stack of those. She's all hurt because I seem to be putting Mrs F's health above daughter's job. And the thanks I get from Mrs F is that I'm driving our daughter out. So its devil's and deep blue seas right now, when I'm taking Lexie for her walk, I'm finding I don't want to come home.
And daughter was down here not long ago, saying she's taking her car for a spin. I said I would take it because she's self isolating but she says she'll do it. I'm sure it was to get tobacco.
'It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel, lost in a kitchen sink, or thrown in a wishing well' - Marillion, Clutching at Straws, 1987
LOL wobblehead, you've given me a chuckle so thank you. Don't apologise for asking another question, you sound just like me.
Anyway yes I suppose it does sound like a soap opera. I buy Mrs F her unhealthy food. If I didn't buy it, she would go on and on and on until I did. I remember a few years back, and the fact it sticks in my memory says a lot. Anyway one early evening, we had just had dinner and Mrs F asked for an orange from the kitchen. So I suggested she fetch it herself. Imagine that. So she does, but she was making sarcastic remarks until midnight. So I figured it would have been much easier to have got the orange myself. This is abuse of a kind, codependency.
However I console myself that at least I stay fit with all the back and forth. She does have these medical conditions, but she never pushes back against them. Its like 'oh I've got this, so I can't do anything'. Spicy food makes her crohns disease worse, so I suggest eating something bland like white rice. But she says she can't eat rice on its own. I'm enabling her I know, maybe I'll cook her something healthy and see what happens.
'It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel, lost in a kitchen sink, or thrown in a wishing well' - Marillion, Clutching at Straws, 1987
'It was a wedding ring, destined to be found in a cheap hotel, lost in a kitchen sink, or thrown in a wishing well' - Marillion, Clutching at Straws, 1987
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