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Remembering 9/11/2001

September 11, 2011

This song is dedicated to those who lost loved ones  September 11th 2001

Girl of my dreams

I hate September what a miserable time of year
Summer’s gone and winters drawing in
The nights are cold as cold as your heart
it cuts me like a knife

I wanna relax I wanna forget
I want all this to disappear
boy do I hate I hate this time of year
the stage is set and it soon becomes oh so crystal clear
you’re the reason I hate this time of year

My bags are packed and I’m ready to go I’m leaving this town
I gotta get away gotta start a new life on my own
the thought of that well it scares me ooh it scares me half to death

I wanna relax I wanna forget
I want all this to disappear
boy do I hate I hate this time of year
I want to spend the rest of my life with the girl of my dreams
trouble is the girl of my dreams was you.

tnajames 2001

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DONT TEXT AND DRIVE

September 5, 2009

A low-budget Welsh road safety film about the dangers of sending text messages when driving has become an international sensation.

The MP from Neath has replied to me.

August 21, 2009

Neath Community Centre Cafe, in Orchard street, is closing soon on Saturdays so I went to see my MP, Peter Hain. I saw his receptionist and told her the problem.

I received a reply within 14 days and YET when I write to him about ALL this shit I receive NO REPLY, just an acknowledgement, nothing else.

Although the reply from Neath Town Council did not answer MY question, now there’s a surprise.

They subsidise the cafe to a tune of £50,000  a year. A grand a week and I defy ANYONE to actually enjoy the cheapo coffee and stewed tea. THERE IS NO WAY they spend the subsidy of nearly 1000 a week in the cafe as many a day there is no choice in the meals, no breakfasts available because of NO STOCK.

I got the sum of the subsidy wrong the sum of £50,000 was mentioned by <wots ‘is name >to a customer as the amount LOST , I assume, last year. So they LOST almost £1000 a week instead which is FAR worse. Open 30 hours a week means they loose £30+ an hour, which is either a load of bollix or there must be a good and large fiddle on the cards by someone.

I showed the letter to some people in the Community Centre today and these are some replies: “<blah blah> gives her family free food”  “some days there is no food for breakfast , usually Saturdays” ” <blah blah> is supposed to be the cook yet is often seen sitting around doing nothing” “<blah blah> said to me she wants the place closed so that she can claim redunancy” “They employ SIX staff and yet only 2 are on today, the place is busy and there is no delays”

GOD Neath is a corrupt town. IMHO

Nearly died

June 28, 2009

I didn’t say in yesterday’s post but I had, what appeared to me, as a mini heart attack almost from the moment that Pensions woman left my house. Heart racing, numbness in my left arm with tingling  in my left little and ring fingers and breathless. I felt absolutely dreadful. Niggles rather than pain spread across my chest on the left side. I went to town, by car, to get some food I was shaking and spontaneously crying by now.  On return I tried sitting in the garden but the pains got worse. I wanted to die.

I went to bed but I couldn’t sleep because my minds was racing over my finances in August and how I would probably have to sell my house and how that c*nt Dr RB John had eventually succeeded in totally destroying me. Also thinking about Muthakkumar’s comment at that last appointment saying I had had refused medication and thus he would not see me.

ANSWER THIS : How would being on anti psychiatric medication have had an influence on how I reacted, or rather HOW MY FUCKING BODY REACTED to all this? Hence the reason I refused medication WITHOUT A DIAGNOSIS. ( Anybody that disagrees with me PLEASE leave a comment )

BUT now I can’t get out of bed, I can’t sleep because my mind is racing and I don’t know where my mobile phone is and my wireless/portable house phone in my bedroom had fallen out the cradle and was discharged.

I prayed to my dead Dad and Mum PLEASE HELP ME.I didn’t pray to my Christian God as I now believe he wasn’t listening unless He also has plans for me that He won’t tell me. That shows that Dr RB John thinks he is a god doesn’t it?

After tossing and turning for an eternity I had the weird idea to sleep with the pillows under my feet and no pillow for my head. I feel asleep immediately. I had to have the radio on (Arrow) all the time but the first song was Brain Damage by Pink Floyd, 2nd was Highway to Hell by ACDC so no real help there. I eventually fell asleep.

slept, woke, slept, woke, was sick in the toilet, slept, was sick in the bed, woke, so I went down stairs at 4.00am and cleaned the sheets and mattress.

I wanted to tell someone about all this but as it was Saturday I went to Boots Chemist as the girls in the Pharmacy are the only medical type professionals I know in Neath and trust. (It was either them or the vets. I have NO respect for any so called doctor in Neath). Karen sent me to the out of hours service in the local Hospital. I saw a doctor at 1.50.

BP 120/80, pulse 72 heart beating regularly but with syncopation. I saw he had trouble getting the pulse in my right arm. The Doc said I showed all the signs of having an angina attack but I may also have been very close to a myocardial disaster…. stroke or heart attack considering my cardiac history. He asked if I wanted to be admitted and I asked if I had to say yes and he said no BUT he wagged his finger at me and said ANY PAIN in your chest  ring 999 BUT he insisted I go and see Dr G on Monday. I was going to anyway.

He had discovered I was a dentist in the history taking and treated me with respect afforded to a professional (listening? Drs L, K Muttha, Balla etc etc) He said you had worked for the NHS for a long time so let then work for you now (listening? NHS Wales). He prescribed a nitrolingual spray (ALL doctors tell me to fkn move on and forget dentistry BUT I do not know if the top advert changes, I hope it doesn’t but fkn look at it.) for the chest pain: angina and he said it was definitely triggered by that pensions woman.

I talked to a fellow friend/sufferer on the telephone for 2 hours, ate some stir-fry I quickly concocted and went to bed at 8.00pm and woke after undisturbed sleep at 6.00am. I had left the radio on and they played Total eclipse of the Heart by Bonnie Tyler (she comes from Neath coincidentally) Those 3 coincidences are why I love music so much and why I have written 400+ songs, wish I could use both hands now and write some more.

 

I don’t need to commit suicide now as my heart has taken over and it will be THAT that decides wether I die or not now . IT IS OUT OF MY HANDS.

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This cardiac incident PROVES that Dr RB John CATASTROPHICALLY fucked up my life in 1998 so let us compare the telephone call with the visit from the Pension wallah.

In 1998: Two (2) months after that telephone call all this was occurring whilst I was on prescription medication and whilst Dr RB John was refusing to tell me what was happening and thus my pension was SEVERLY reduced meaning I had to eventually go on Income Support. I had NO HELP in ANY shape from ANYONE, I could not even get treatment for my increasing anger etc

In 2009: I will loose Income Support on August 22nd 2009 BUT I will be able, heart willing, to sort this shit out my way. If not I am now sure I will get assistance as the stress now WILL KILL ME.

Also about 2 weeks into my stay in Heath House I received a telephone call from my receptionist that the practice was left open, causing more stress. So that could have been 26th June-ish as I was hospitalised 12th June 1998. The date on Friday was 26th June 2009. Is that a coincidence? A coincidence does not prove a relationship, but related events may be expected to have a higher index of coincidence. That sentence requires NO further comment.( Anybody that disagrees with me PLEASE leave a comment ) It however proves, in my mind something I have know ALL ALONG and something denied by EVERYONE IN THE NHS IN WALES and points to ONE CAUSE.

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Question: “You know the difference between God and a doctor?”
Answer: “God never thinks He’s a doctor.”

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Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events which are causally unrelated occurring together in a meaningful manner. In order to count as synchronicity, the events should be unlikely to occur together by chance.

The two events: The visit from the Pensions woman and my retirement in 1998. If Dr RB John HAD told me correctly and professionally I was to be retired pre June 1998 the likelihood of the events of the following 10 years occurring would be extremely unlikely as I would have done what was necessary myself and thus would have had no one to blame for the outcome but me. AND I would have had  a life that was of my own making. SO it would have been EXTREMELY unlikely that I would NEED Income Support.

Which of course is why I say Dr RB John IS the cause, he WAS negligent, he WAS corrupt in the complaint, he HAS deceived the NHS and they protect him.

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Medical reactions to SUICIDE:

Dr RB John said in the Medical Opinion that I talked seriously about suicide, between November 2007 and June 1998:

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yet he did nothing for at least 7 months, but arrange for me to suddenly be hospitalised but without telling me.

Dr AS Howe of Dyfed Road Surgery on hearing me say I should have committed suicide called the police to section me. The same day.

Dr F G of Castle Surgery referred me to Dr Balla I had an appointment with her maybe 2-3 days later.

Which is the best/correct treatment?

Which treatment could be called exemplary?

Which treatment could be described as negligent?

or show that Dr RB John had MADE UP my suicidal intentions. The compliment slip also says so. No wonder the Medical Opinion was refused as evidence in the NHS Complaint. AND this shows the corruption in the NHS Complaint Service, in Wales, by ALL concerned.

my cries for help

And yet in June 1999 the Consultant in Heath House wrote this letter.

I need to rest.

Michael Jackson RIP

June 26, 2009

What a performer.

This is my favourite song with one of the best guitar solos on a pop record.  Hats of to Eddie Van Halen for that.

Proof that angels now can sing Rock and Roll.

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