The unusual site banners are to bring attention to the fact that Labour activists in Bexley are manipulating Facebook Groups with fictional posters. They deny it, threaten police action for ‘harassing’ a fictitious character and then demonstrate their willingness to impersonate by creating a false Administrator account in my name. The banner on display is chosen randomly from a selection of three, with a fourth bearing the familiar Bexley Council is Bonkers logo.
I swear I didn’t hit my head
when hitting the deck on Saturday but I made my
only trip upstairs on Sunday evening intending to write a short thank you to those who
expressed their sympathy at my unwanted fall to earth but by the time I had
struggled up I had forgotten and went straight to bed. So I am cheating, it is now
6 a.m. on Monday.
Looking like something out of a horror movie is not a problem, my right leg
being bruised from ankle to hip is what is cramping my style. That and a knee
which doesn’t seem to want to bear my weight and determined to make me squeal
with pain when I move it.
I was encouraged to see that the safety device fitted to modern folding ladders
(a reader sent a picture) was pretty much the same as I worked out could be built into mine. So that is
another job for when I am able to drag myself to a hardware shop.
Several Councillors (and my favourite MP) got in touch but I’m not sure if the one who said that when he first saw the
blood assumed I had been duffed up by one of his colleagues was being
entirely serious but it sounded like he was at the time. (Actually I am sure he was.)
Among the silly things I did recently was
to dismantle my ancient AV system with
a view to updating it. If I mention Component Video, XLR Audio
and SCART those who know about these things will recognise that I am well behind the times.
I have someone coming round later today (Monday) to help me restore it to
limited working order so that I can at least watch a DVD. With luck mobility
will improve so that I can tackle
my fibre installation otherwise Openreach is not
going to be at all happy with me on Friday.
QEH told me that I had get my GP to change the dressings by Wednesday; they were joking weren’t they?
When I next get up the stairs to the computer I will try to cobble together
something Boris Johnson related, assuming he is still Prime Minister at the time.