There's an advert comes on between progs for 'our time online dating for over 50's'

(I had tried doing a link to it but I think they've been hijacked by a porn site, some nice ladies showing all their charms).
So I'll work without the ad'

Anyhow an attractive 50+ sat on a sofa saying, 'I'm having so much fun'.

Unfortunately it doesn't tempt me to join just reminds me of my early 20's, a friend of mine had inherited a clapped out dinghy and about six of us had been persuaded to help him do it up at weekends.

Of course it was an all male affair agreed upon due to the cramped sleeping conditions on board allowing for no privacy. We would head down to the coast Friday nights with...

I have qualified for NHS funded nursing care so I am moving to a nursing home where a nurse is always present 24/7.
They do not have resident zombies and food is cooked fresh on the premises (no warmed up junk)
My son has been packing my belongings today - so I am a bit knackered - will blog again when settled in.

I may be moving out of this zombie prison soon.
I have gained enough strength to stir the shy te here because I arranged for the 'cook' to supply me with toddler food from ASDA instead of the warmed up junk they serve here.I ask for it NOT to be heated up
I await a visit from a social worker to find me a home which meets my needs.
I haven't had my body or hair washed for a year. I brought 3 sets of bedding when I came here- they are 'lost' frequently -I often wait for 2 weeks until they find some of it - probably been on someone else's bed (stained). Lost knickers I replaced by using paper knickers - just didn't fancy wearing some that had been messed by someone else.
I use a lot of hankies because my nose streams clear...

I have considered whether or not to write this for several weeks now. It will offend some people but I feel the need to say it in order to 'get it off my chest'.
I am living in a 'care' home with 30 zombies.
I am unable to leave my room because I am attached to an oxygen generating machine for 24 hours a day. I could have an extra machine installed in the lounge but I know it would get tampered with by the zombie residents, and I don't want their company in the lounge anyway. I had my door wedged ajar when it was hot in the summer - the conversations I overheard were not inspiring.
Dementia has many variations and I have seen them all in here -
The woman in the room next to mine has screaming sessions at least twice...

Just a quick note
To all the members asking after my health and members that have been round to see me after leaving hospital Thankyou it's good to see and hear from you

If your thinking of calling round to see me just let me let you know thanks to a MP getting involved we are moving to a ground floor flat on the 22nd July
So won't be at Persia st after that date moving to Huncoat if you want my new address please text me and I will pass my new address on
All the best Mick