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Came across the knife angel today in Edinburgh ironically on my way to the butchers 🄓
03/09/2026

Came across the knife angel today in Edinburgh ironically on my way to the butchers 🄓

If we’re renaming Lake Ontario Lake America are we now renaming Canada geese Donald Ducks?
01/09/2026

If we’re renaming Lake Ontario Lake America are we now renaming Canada geese Donald Ducks?

In the funny news department today are these things.  I was sent them as samples.  They call them swimming caps for Edua...
30/08/2026

In the funny news department today are these things.

I was sent them as samples. They call them swimming caps for Eduardo.

Now I might have a stoma but trust me Eduardo can lay a log to rival any bum p**per. Can you imagine me swimming with that thing and him doing just one of his p**ps? Like they think his p**p could fit on a teaspoon. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø

More seriously, one fart from Eduardo that’s gonna blow off like a lid off a sewer. I’ll look like a hovercraft pffffffting my way into the sunset across the pool. Pretty sure that would get me thrown out of David Lloyd’s.

Whomever came up with these things has obviously never owned a stoma. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø

Everyone’s probably sick and tired of hearing about the Eduardo’s supplies saga but yep it’s still ongoing.  So much str...
30/08/2026

Everyone’s probably sick and tired of hearing about the Eduardo’s supplies saga but yep it’s still ongoing. So much stress every damn order. Can you even imagine how stressful this would be for anyone already having a hard time mentally coping with a stoma and that is the majority of Ostomates. Very few are like me, totally accepting and loving their little scrunchy faced s**tty friend.

Prescription rules are you ideally should order 7 days before supplies run out of any particular medication. GPā€s aren’t keen when you order too soon. Prudent people of course order 2 weeks ahead because well somehow GP’s surgery’s seem to have more bank holidays and training days etc than the rest of the country and are often slow to respond in the first place. And for Ostomates we are told we can only order 1 month’s supply at a time. I actually order 3 months supply at a time because the ordering situation is so ridiculous plus it saves the NHS time and money if I do. I mean it’s not like my stoma is going to heal and go away so how ridiculous to keep running back every month for supplies clogging up the system. This way the GP only has to stop and sign once every 3 months. Anyhow that aside here we are. I ordered Eduardo’s new suits on the 4th August and remember I’m supposed to order a week or 2 out. It’s now the 30th of August and I am still no closer to getting colostomy bags for him.

Now no one panic. I am fine. Eduardo is fine. I had a month’s supply left when I ordered which of course I have mostly used now. But I also had an old box of 20 which eons ago they actually cut to the wrong size. I have been able to re-cut them to the correct size so that’s an extra 20 bags and given on average I use one every other day it’s another month’s supply. But that’s not really the point and it’s just lucky I do.

This system really needs to change. It’s ridiculous for us Ostomates, it’s ridiculous for them.

Again, all that aside….I have proof my GP approved the prescription on the 14th August. So yeah, not really in a timely manner being signed 10 days after being submitted and only then because I marched into the office on the 13th and demanded, yes demanded someone sort it out there and then. Got the pharmacist and local stoma nurses involved that day just to get a damn regular prescription signed.

All of that now led to another problem. Oakmed, my stoma bag supplier and manufacturer have been bought out by a company called Unora who have lovely pamphlets about their stress free ordering and delivery service. How they put me the client first to meet my stoma needs on a Gold care level. All sounds great, I’m onboard for all of that except it’s now the 30th and to date they are claiming they don’t have a signed prescription from my GP which apparently gets sent snail mail via Scotland NHS who don.t yet have e-scripts. How much money is snail mailing thousands of prescriptions every day costing NHS Scotland which in turn is us the taxpayers? Absolutely shameful in this day and age not to mention the carbon footprint on that too. I’m appalled. Wouldn’t even believe it if I wasn’t experiencing it for myself.

And everytime I speak with Unora representatives on the phone I feel I’m being fed a line of BS. They had called and offered me samples which never arrived.

When I called to ask where they were I was told they had been dispatched.

They had not.

I gave up.

Eff their samples if they can’t get their products out in a timely manner.

Then out of the blue 2 weeks after that I get a call from a guy there. He asks if I got the samples and I tell him no. He says he was just checking because he noticed they hadn’t been dispatched.

Then why ask!

He apologised and says it was an oversight as he was away on vacation and forgot the dispatch order.

I understand and it’s a simple error anyone could make except in the background I can hear a bank of callers all repeating the same excuse en masse.

What a damn joke. What kind of company instructs its employees to so obviously lie and what kind of employee does so to ostomates?

And speaking of lies. Different Unora employee tells me it’s my GP holding things up on my regular prescription and how she’s called them 3 times with no response. Except that again is the same line I was fed about my last GP.

She tells me she will call them again and get back to me.

Been a week and I’m still waiting for her to get back to me about, if you remember, what is technically a prescription I’m supposed to order 7 days prior to needing.

The system is ridiculous and the client, me, has nowhere to turn to get any help navigating it because the GP claims it’s the stoma supplier and the stoma supplier blames the GP but them blaming one another doesn’t get us our colostomy bags and these are not an item you can go a day without. Actually you can’t go 15 minutes without one let alone an hour or day because Eduardo is going to continuously output by the minute whether there’s a bag there or not.

Like I said, I’m not panicking but I am mad, really, really, really angry and not even so much angry for me but rather for all the mentally vulnerable Ostomates who might still be in the early stages of their journey.

Back then for me, this situation had me mentally suicidal and I don’t say that lightly. That’s where my head space was in the early days. If it hadn’t been for Frank sitting beside the first time I ran out of bags I wouldn’t now be here typing this post.

I had been given an appointment at the stoma clinic where I was supposed to be given my first ever order of supplies. I was wearing my last bag from the supplies given to me upon my discharge from hospital weeks earlier and this last bag had already been on a day longer then it should. I was desperate to change it.

I’d been clinging on to the thought that finally I’d get my supplies sorted and ordered only to find after a 2 hour drive to the clinic and upon arrival that the clinic had shut down a week earlier and no one had informed me or cancelled my appointment.

Back then it was the last straw for me.

I sat in a waiting amongst a bunch of people all no doubt staring at this stupid woman crying her eyes out. I was so mentally gone. I would have caught the elevator to the top floor and just leapt. To this day there’s no doubt in my mind I would have done it. I’d been feeling suicidal for months because of my stoma. I was barely hanging in there mentally and the thought of now having no bag to catch Eduardo’s s**t just pushed me mentally over the ledge.

But Frank was there and he blew his stack after everything I’d been put through even the reason I have a non reversible stoma in the first place and why I had to almost die to get it which is wholly the NHS’s fault.

Obviously these days I’m in a much better mental place but not so far removed from it that I don’t remember what that felt like. So this battling every single order and the stress every single order just to get ostomy supplies makes me so very, very, very angry.

And then you get a bunch of people on here commenting, ā€œOh well I get my supplies regular as clockwork every month.ā€ Blah, blah, blah. Sick of hearing those stupid, yes stupid comments. Yes we all get our supplies regular as clockwork every month until we don’t. Until,there’s a problem and then what?

I’ve had this stoma over 2 years and you think I’ve had this aggravation every month for 2 years?

No of course I haven’t.

Worked great for me every month too until suddenly it doesn’t. So those comments are as stupid as the ā€œWell if I can lose weight, everyone canā€ comments. They are also not helpful. What is helpful is to help change the damn system.

My stoma isn’t going to get better and it’s not going away. It should be a simple system for those of us with non reversible stomas to have a lifetime prescription or at least an annual one where we can draw down from that long standing prescription without bothering GP’s every month. Only if we need extra supplies or a change of product should it be re-evaluated. That’s fu***ng clockwork. Not making phone calls every month, running around after signatures every month and thinking to yourself how great a system it is for you because it’s working for you when for some it clearly isn’t.

Is this a rant. Absofu***nglutely it is! Because without this spare box of miscut sized one’s I would be typing this out today with a naked stoma and tomorrow is a bank holiday.

Anyhow I’m sick of talking about it and even thinking about it and I’m sick of being lied to.

On a brighter note, Eduardo has kept me alive long enough to enjoy another beautiful sunset. One of many I would not have experienced without my s**tty little friend. So I am forever grateful he does his job so well and consider every šŸ’© a precious gift from him because it buys me another day.

And if I end up having to walk around bagless I’m not going to care. As far as I’m concerned that’s a problem for people around me, not my problem. I let Eduardo give a s**t so I don’t have to.

This is moored outside my window today.  Pretty sure it’s a bit too deep draughted to  make it through the narrows on th...
26/08/2026

This is moored outside my window today. Pretty sure it’s a bit too deep draughted to make it through the narrows on the Llangollen 🤪

It’s actually 787ft long which is 14 Cygnus Olor’s stern to bow. And 167ft wide which is just short of 24 Cygnus Olor’s wide. Imagine the studio I could have on that! Or how much yarn it could hold. 😃

Been watching the Walking Dead this week, Daryl Dixon seasons and I’m thinking, yeah if there ever was a zombie apocalypse I’m taking over a cruise ship after I’ve raided the Oakmed factory for a lifetime of Eduardo supplies of course.

Talking of which….yup still waiting. Waited so long they are now repeating excuses, or rather repeating lies. How do I know they are lies….because I can hear the other agents on calls in the background saying exactly the same thing which is ā€œSorry I’ve been on holiday and forgot to dispatch the order before I left.ā€ Which is utter nonsense. Did all the agents go on holiday the same week? I think not. And still after all that still waiting anyway.

Why employees would want to come to work everyday to lie to people with stomas I’m sure I shall never fathom. I wish they would just put their foot down and say no, I’m not going to lie to people for a living. Let’s find a better solution and be honourable whilst we’re at it.

On a more positive note been making acquaintances with people in the pool at the gym so it feels a little less lonely there now. Swam with one chap yesterday who had a stoma for 3 months. He’d gone in for elective keyhole surgery to avoid having a stoma and woke up with a stoma anyway. Not quite sure mentally how I would have coped with that. Luckily for him it was reversible.

Also have a new personal trainer. Very nice Polish chap. There is a big Polish community here in Edinburgh largely because thousands of Polish soldiers were stationed in Scotland during and after World War II to help defend the UK. Following the Soviet takeover of Poland after the war, many soldiers could not safely return home and chose to settle in Scotland. Many of those soldiers then married Scottish women. Add to that a second wave of Polish also came here when Poland joined the EU in 2004. Edinburgh offered strong employment and lifestyle opportunities in sectors like hospitality, construction, and retail, making it a prime destination. Because older generations had already paved the way, newer arrivals found a welcoming environment with active local networks.

Today there are many Polish shops, even entire aisles and areas in Asda and Tescos dedicated to Polish foods.

Having Hungarian roots myself it’s been a pleasant surprise to now find a culture close to the one I was raised in and especially awesome to find foods from my childhood now readily available.

Frank is currently on the boat back in England. No I haven’t kicked him out of the apartment 🤣. I know that was your first thought 🤣. He’s visiting his Dad whilst the weather is still nice. He’ll be back next week. Nice having the place to myself for a week though.

Still working on the Mandela.
18/08/2026

Still working on the Mandela.

Big change in weather and scenery here in Edinburgh.   I’ve seen all the Facebook posts from fellow boaters sweltering i...
15/08/2026

Big change in weather and scenery here in Edinburgh. I’ve seen all the Facebook posts from fellow boaters sweltering in near 40c heat trying to cruise to shady spots when water levels allow. Also so many stuck behind locks. And then there’s the weird position for some whom have been asked by CRT to conserve water and only use locks and travel when necessary whilst watching Hireboats, kayaks and day boats use those very same locks just for pleasure. It’s quite a topsy turvy world on the cut these days and not one I can say I envy. I was unsure of Frank’s idea to sit this one out this year and trade it in for a nice flat in Edinburgh but I have to say, clearly he was right. Our highest temperature here has been only 26c which by the ocean is very pleasant indeed and has made for some lovely late night swims at David Lloyd’s. I often swim in the outdoor pool for an hour and leave well after the sun is setting. I snapped one of these photos as I walked back to my bike before cycling home.

And grocery shopping here still feels a little weird. A ship moored right beside Asda carpark and the yellow caissons ready to be installed in the ocean by Seaway 7 for the new windmills.

I’m used to skinny towpaths, ducks, wrangling my bike up to a road bridge. This cycling past big ocean liners feels all very surreal.

When one thinks of Edinburgh it’s actually hard to imagine this side of it. I’m always thinking big stone buildings, castles off in the distance. This feels a lot more like a grey version of Florida.

Well yesterday’s eclipse in Edinburgh was a bit of an anti climax. 🤣.  We had an epic view of it from our 3rd floor flat...
13/08/2026

Well yesterday’s eclipse in Edinburgh was a bit of an anti climax. 🤣. We had an epic view of it from our 3rd floor flat overlooking the Firth of Forth bridge. Lots of people drove from all over and brought picnic chairs and blankets to camp out and watch the great non event. Not a single pair of solar eclipse glasses amongst the lot of the them which I found surprising.

Here in Edinburgh the sky barely dimmed and we had lots of cloud cover too which was probably a good thing considering people pointed themselves and their phone camera’s directly at the phenomenon.

All of it was so different though from my last eclipse. During the great America eclipse of 2017 I lived in Benton, Illinois. It was to be a 2 minute total eclipse from Oregon to South Carolina with the absolute centre of it being over a small university town called Carbondale. Carbondale is a mere 20 minute drive from Benton. Better yet my glass business had an outside stall at the University where we sold stained glass so for the event we made stained glass eclipses. And the icing on the cake was right next to my stall NASA had come and set up all of their equipment to record the event and allowed me to view it through their high tech protected telescope. Talk about prime view! What was even cooler though was during my brief few seconds of looking through their telescope I saw something fly across the face of the sun. It was a small object which just steadily tracked across but appeared man made. When I mentioned this to the NASA guys most shrugged their shoulders in a sort of dismissive manner as though they either didn’t believe me or thought I was mistaken. Others looked in turn but saw nothing like I had described.

The event almost got ruined by heavy cloud cover for hours before the event and it showed no sign of letting up. We all thought we’d miss the actual 2 minute totality because of such heavy cloud cover.

Literally with maybe just 2 seconds to go a hole opened in the clouds. An enormous cheer went up from the crowd including the NASA guys.

The cloud hole remained open for exactly the time of the totality and then closed again straight after as if ordained by some higher deity to let us have the moment and then close the curtains.

It was an amazing event with an amazing atmosphere and you could easily understand why humans in the past feared the event. For 2 minutes it didn’t feel like night. It felt like the whole world had ended but in our case we knew it was coming back.

Later that evening, after the event as I was driving home and on the radio I heard how NASA using their fancy telescopic thingy had gotten fantastic footage of the space station crossing the Sun just before the totality. Ha! See! I wasn’t crazy. I just happened to be the person looking through their scope at the time it did. I had to smile to myself as I suddenly felt very vindicated amongst all those chaps whom had shrugged their shoulders and assumed I was a mere silly woman with flights of fancy. I also made a financial boost on the day too which rather helped with that smile also. We literally sold out of eclipses and were making more on the spot besides taking future orders for yet more.

Noticeably different here though during this eclipse in Edinburgh has been how serenely calm the ocean has been. Since moving here the waves have not been huge but they are there all the time, never ceasing day or night. But the day before the eclipse , the day of it and today, the day after, the sea has been eerily still. No sound of waves on the breakwater either. But that made for a fantastic sunset last night after the eclipse.

This eclipse photo is from 2017.

Today we went fishing right on our doorstep. Don’t worry it’s a plastic worm and we didn’t catch any fish. šŸ˜‚.   Actually...
11/08/2026

Today we went fishing right on our doorstep. Don’t worry it’s a plastic worm and we didn’t catch any fish. šŸ˜‚. Actually I was hoping if anything to catch mackerel because those I would have cooked for supper. Instead all I caught was up on a few chapters of my book.

Yesterday though I failed at being me. All the way from 5.30am in the morning right up until 10pm that night I made constant excuses for myself to not go swimming. The truth was it’s often a huge effort for me to do so carrying all this extra weight. Your back aches, you get a headache from exercise and knees and limbs feel so stiff. Besides the weight a lot of it caused by Hashimoto’s disease which incidentally is also responsible for the weight. But excusing oneself isn’t the answer and led to me feeling such a failure by the time I went to bed.

But today is another day and I get a do over, a chance to change. However first thing that stopped me was Frank wanted to try fishing which was fine. We did that it was a fun day out even though it’s literally eight outside our front door. And so the excuses flooded back again. That going fishing was exercise enough for the day, yards, yadda. And so my brain went on.

But now I’m proud of myself because with gargantuan mental effort I got off my backside and swam for an hour and a half which more than makes up for yesterday. šŸ‘

I can sleep tonight feeling accomplished.

Frank and I did our first escape room today.  They claim it to be award winning and indeed I can see why.  It really was...
09/08/2026

Frank and I did our first escape room today. They claim it to be award winning and indeed I can see why. It really was most excellent. Obviously I can’t say too much about it because it would spoil the experience for others but suffice to say the really comical part for us was a phone. It’s set in the 1990’s so a nice touch was a phone that you have to use to call someone but it was a 1990’s cellphone. The hilarious part is although Frank and I used to use phones like that one, we’ve had our smart phones for so long now we couldn’t for the life of us figure out how to make a call on this old Nokia phone 🤣

Frank thought he finally had it figured after manually typing in phone number and we could hear someone speaking on the phone but upon a closer listen we quickly discovered it was a radio broadcast of a football match. Somehow he’d managed to accidentally hit the radio button on the multi menu thing and it happened to be tuned into a local radio station currently broadcasting the football match. 🤣. Took us ages to figure out how to get it back into phone mode again and then make the actual call we needed to make.

Most escape rooms don’t interest me because it’s really just a series of puzzles you have to solve to move to the next phase. This one wasn’t like that. It was a fully immersive experience where you’re the detective and you literally follow the clues including some nice forensic stuff to crack the case. All of it period specific.

I had booked the experience as a surprise for Frank who as it turned out wasn’t too thrilled at the idea of it. Being a good sport through he came along determined to give it his best shot. Turned out he absolutely loved it. He really got into it and loved discovering everything along the way. He was so happy discovering stuff he forgot they were actually clues. 🤣

Anyhow suffice to say, since I’m now typing this, we did crack the case and escape the room. It was tremendous fun and now Frank wants to do more. I have created a monster. 🤣. He’s already booked another one for this time next month. šŸ¤¦šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø

In other news the local David Lloyd’s is very busy, much busier than the Derby one which is problematic especially for swimming. I’ve been going at different times trying to find the golden hour where the pool is less crowded and have finally succeeded. It’s 1pm but then that’s problematic for me because I don’t want to eat before I swim and if I swim at 1pm by the time I’m out, showered and dressed it’s easily 2.30pm by which time I’d be shaking from not eating and still have to cook. Frank needs his main meal of the day at noon due to his unconventional work schedule. He’s currently working with teams from 4 other countries with crazy time zones like New Zealand so it’s tricky. But for every problem there is always a solution. My solution for this one….a cooking date with Frank.

We did a huge shop on Saturday and cooked all our meals for a whole month ahead of time and froze them all. We cooked a total of 56 meals together and it was kinda fun actually. Like a full day cooking date. ā¤ļø. So now it’s easy. He can go to the gym and I can go swimming at the 1pm golden hour quiet time and we have a healthy ready cooked meal waiting for us at home. Totally awesome šŸ‘.

Lastly for today, crocheting this Mandela has centred me thank goodness. Mentally I was spiralling with the move so this has really helped. And yes the one accidentally in the background is the other one I made whilst starving to death in hospital. 🤣. I always thought I’d burn it when done because I’d hate the memories attached to it. However, I didn’t in the end and yep, I’m still using it on my bed. I now think of it as Eduardo’s Mandela. šŸ¤·šŸ¼ā€ā™€ļø

So now I’m hoping with the big cook and us now being more familiar with the area we can get into more of a routine with everything and everything will naturally become more settled. It’s just all such a huge change from the boat and for as much as this has been crazy but kinda good, I do still miss my boat. However, with lack of water and things getting worse with CRT’s recent suspension of the 14 day movement restrictions I feel it was the right move to be here. Being on the water, sat on the bottom again for a second year in a row and not moving….well that’s just not an option for me.

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