Thursday my friend Elaine called into work to give me my birthday card, I didn’t know she was coming so it was a nice surprise, she said that she was going to the travel agent to book a holiday. I asked why and where are you going, she said she didn’t know she was just going to see what she could get and then started asking me questions on procedures, what you have to do at the airport and such. I said I can’t go at this time why don’t you wait for the new holidays to start and I can go too, but as she was on holiday and she wanted to go somewhere. So I said why don’t we do a weekend, I’m off Friday, so Elaine said for your birthday, I said yes if you like.  So that was it, the plan was in motion. I was doing my old lady friend Winnies hair after work so I had a look in the paper and on line when I got home. We’d decided on Blackpool and Elaine found a company that did packages. We chose a 2 night package, Friday and Saturday with entrance to a show bar. The agent that was doing the booking was great, she said she’d call back when she had a hotel for us and booked a show either the Thursday night or first thing Friday morning.

On Friday morning I was woken by my phone ringing, it was the travel agent, she had a hotel for us but the show we wanted to go see there wasn’t any places left and there had to be a minimum of 5 people. So she made another suggestion for us. I felt like my phone never stopped ringing and beeping with text messages back and forth, but it was exciting. I bathed and washed my hair packed my case and met Elaine in town about 1.15. She was with her dad she’d arranged to meet him as it was his birthday also and she wouldn’t see him, he’d bought 2 bottles of wine for us too. We left her dad and went for the train. When we got to the station our train was ready to leave so the man at the ticket office said to pay on the train but the guard wouldn’t let us so we missed it, grrrrrrrrrrr. It was an hour before the next one so we went and had a drink in the bar, which passed the time nicely.

We shared one of the bottles of wine on the train journey, so we were in good spirits when we arrived. We got a taxi to the hotel, Phil the owner was in the bar when we arrived,  we got chatting to a guy staying there and he bought us a drink then we went to our room to get ready to go out.  We showered and changed then got a taxi to take us the cabaret bar. We got there earlyish so we had seats, it was a male strip show, oh my what an eye opener, they were brilliant on the pole too, the compere was a drag artist with an acid tongue and wicked sense of humour, what a blast we had.

I woke up the next morning bouncing then the headache started and i began to feel ill, we went for breakfast, I had some cereal and toast. We waited about an hour for the cooked breakfast, sausage, bacon, egg, beans & tomato, then went for a sleep afterwards.

I felt better after a sleep and we got ready and went for a walk along the prom, it was a lovely day, hot and sunny, I couldn’t believe how nice it was. It was a lovely afternoon, we had some fish & chips and did some people watching, fascinating all the different fancy dress outfits. We went back to the hotel about 5pm to get ready for the night. We had a few drinks while we were getting ready then went to the wicked cabaret again. We had a good night again and I got another birthday bottle and Tony the compere bought me a drink too, so we were slightly tipsy again

We got up the next morning went for breakfast, then got ready to leave for the journey home. What a brilliant weekend, Big Thumbs Up, I had the best time, fantastic and soooooo glad we went

Thursday 23rd July, I was disturbed at 12.30am by what sounded like the bins being thrown about, then I heard raised voices. I went outside my flat to see what was going on, it was them, I shouted down to shut up, I’m sick of your carryings on. I was told by Mr Duffy to fuck off and mind my own business, I said I wont it is my business you’re affecting my home life, my peace and making my life hell living here. She ran up the stairs to me, sorry, sorry, it’s him, I said why don’t you go home, why do you keep coming back. I was then subjected to a barrage of abuse, she ran up the rest of the stairs, I thought she was going to run into my flat but she sat at the top, moaning and wailing, I’m sorry, I said your apologies mean nothing to me, you apologised in February but you still carry on. Mr Duffy continued to threaten and abuse me, I was called everything, a fuckin cunt, fuckin twat, fuckin bastard, fuckin slag, fuckin lesbian. I shouted I was calling the police, I’m not here to be threatened and abused. She begged me not to, please retract it and then ran down to him, Frank, Frank she’s called the police, Frank stop it you’ll get arrested. He just said fuck her the fuckin cunt and continued his abuse.

The police operator told me not to speak to him to talk to her, the police were on their way but she didn’t know how long it would take them. Then Mr Petitt, a neighbour from the  flats at the back of us ran upstairs, I’m so sorry Heather, I shut the door and went to write the numbers the operator had given me down.

They were still shouting, he’d lost his keys so they couldn’t get in the flat, I rang the police again as the abuse was continuing and I was starting to get scared, she said they’d been, I said well he’s still shouting abuse in the street. Mr Duffy had to break into his flat, the operator said she send the police back out if it didn’t stop. Eventually it did, I had to get up for work the next morning after another night only getting a few hours sleep.

Monday afternoon I went after work to do Winnies hair. Wednesday I went after work to do reception.

I went home after work on Thursday to bath and change to go to a bbq organised by the built environment dept at Byrom Street, Elaine was working so I had to wait ’til she finished her shift. The food was lovely, we had tuna steak, chicken, sausages, burgers and prawns in pernod, they were delicious. We had a great afternoon eating and drinking. At seven we went the Ship Inn, so much vodka for me wine for Elaine. We had a great night and mostly taken care of by the director. I don’t know how I got up for work.

I worked with Maureen in the LRC Saturday morning. Saturday night I had to shout down to the tenants below because they were fighting again. I can’t hold myself anymore I’m sick of their carryings on I can’t stand it and get so angry. I phoned  the environmental health and they called me back twice but by this time they’d finally shut up.

I worked on reception Monday afternoon, still loving it.   Tuesday afternoon I went after work to do Winnies hair.

Wed and Thursday evening I had to put up with shouting, loud music and doors banging.

On Friday evening I went with my friend Elaine to our friend Maureens daughter Danielles 18th birthday party. Maureen did a lovely buffet, chilli, ribs, wraps, chicken, salad there was lots to choose from I wish I could have eaten more it was all so nice. Elaine and I really enjoyed ourselves it was also good because it was an 18th it was all dance tunes so we had a good dance too.

Unfortunately I had to get up for work on the Saturday morning. I went back to bed when I got home. My Saturday evening was spoilt by the tenants below again, they kicked off about 12 midnight, shouting, swearing, banging and slamming doors, this continued until after 2am.

1st week…. On Monday evening I had to bang on the floor as the two below were shouting and causing a disturbance again, he shouted to me to ” f##k off”, I shouted down “I wont I’m sick of you two”. On Tuesday I was working on reception duty in the afternoon after my mornings work. On Thursday I went to do Winnies hair after work.

2nd week…. I worked on reception duty after work Monday afternoon. Tuesday evening I was subjected to loud music, then the arguing, shouting, cupboard and oven door slamming started. I banged on the floor, she shouted to me to “shut up”, I shouted I wont and if you don’t pack it in I’m calling the police”.  At about 8:30pm I heard a man saying “come on Brenda, taxi’s here, come on Brenda”. Did she leave? I don’t know but it went quiet. I came home from work Wednesday afternoon and couldn’t believe she was there and still gobbing off, I was subject to her foul language all night, I woke at 4am and they were still arguing…. Thursday and Friday night I had to put up with their singing and guitar playing grrrrrrr. I was on reception duty again Friday afternoon too and I was working Saturday morning in the LRC so I didn’t need them keeping me up. I slept 12:30-5:30pm Saturday afternoon :O

3rd week…. Monday and Tuesday worked my regular hours, Wednesday afternoon I did my last turn on reception duty, Elaine was returning the following week after long term sick leave.

4th week…. It felt really strange only working my regular hours, no reception duty, no appointments after work just go home and relax….what to do, so much time

It never lasts…. Thursday night 11pm the two below started again and continued all night, they were still going at it when i got up for work 6am the following morning, shouting and banging doors.

A fairly busy week work wise, two afternoons on reception, Monday and Friday after my regular hours and Tuesday I went to do Winnies hair. By the weekend I was just so tired, Saturday I went back to bed and slept for about 5 hours, Sunday I went for a nap and slept for 3 hours. My life is going, working and sleeping but it’s never enough.

I worked on reception Wednesday afternoon the last week and Saturday and Sunday morning in the LRC, all work and no play.

On Tuesday I went hairdressing after work to cut Marjies hair and perm Winnies. Thursday afternoon I did reception duty after work.

I was alone Easter weekend I didn’t do anything or go anywhere and the weather wasn’t good but it was nice having 4 days away from work. Unfortunately had to shout down to the tenants below on the Sunday.

The next week I was very tired, except for the Monday, I was working on reception I fell asleep every afternoon. I worked overtime Saturday and Sunday in the LRC.

30th March, My first week back….  I worked my regular hours on Monday and Friday then went to work on reception duty in the afternoon.

On Wednesday I had to stomp on the floor and shout down to the tenants below, I was so angry.

Saturday 4th April it was Len and Eileens 50th wedding anniversary…. I worked in the overtime in the LRC in the morning and had a sleep when I came home. Ruth and Doug came for me late afternoon to take me their home and I had my dinner there and got ready for the party. All was going well ’til I came to get dressed, I’d left the trousers to my suit at home, I could’ve cried. Ruth was freaking but brought me home again to get them, what a palaver, I couldn’t believe it. By the time we got to the party there was no buffet left,  I wasn’t hungry but felt bad about that for Ruth and Doug. We had plenty to drink the drinks were so cheap there and Ruth and me had a few dances, more so Ruth she was dancing with her wine bottle and all the seniors,   After the party we went to a few bars in the town….

Sunday afternoon Ruth and me went swimming, I thought she may want to drown me after the night before. It’s been ages since I went to a swimming baths and was very nice. Doug did the dinner while we were out then Ruth took me home afterwards.

Mon; Went to the supermarket for some shopping, bread, milk, butter, yoghurts, orange juice, vodka, things I couldn’t bring with me. I went to the clinic at 3pm, I was there until 9pm the hygienist cleaned my teeth cleaned then Dr Artur opened 4 of the implants. After this I had my teeth whitened, the hygienist kept asking did I have any pain, I said I was ok and wondered why she kept asking me this. After the treatment I was given pain killers, now I know why, it felt like all the nerves in my teeth were on fire I felt sick with the pain. Now I can only eat white food, cheese and milk for 48 hours, I was lucky the supermarket was still open on my way home, to get some.

Tues; My appointment at the clinic wasn’t until 5:30pm so I had a lazy day, bathing, pampering, eating weird bread and white cheese. I arrived at the clinic on time but as usual I waited an hour before being seen to so was there until 7:30pm, I had impressions taken and the 5th implant opened. I made scrambled egg when I got home, yummy after just cheese.

Wed; My appointment was at 9am, I wasn’t there for long , only cleaned my implants today. I went home and went back to bed. It’s cold out and I’m very tired.

Thurs; My appointment was 9am again, again waited about an hour or more, the younger dentist called me in, he re-did  2 fillings I had either side at the top. I went back in the afternoon and had more impressions taken. The guys at the apartment lent me a computer to have in my room, I was well pleased about that. Now I could stay in my room between dental visits and relax. I had a few vodkas in the evening and played on the computer.

Fri; Played on the computer all day, my appointment wasn’t until 6pm. Had my crowns fitted, so was very happy about that, had a few vodkas in the evening , had a nice night.

Sat/Sun; No appointments over the weekend, so relaxed, played on the computer, drank vodka and ate lots of chocolate, yum.

Mon; My appointment was 9am but Dr Artur didn’t arrive until about 10:30 because he’d had to attend a meeting. Had my lower crowns fitted and one made ready for crowning.

Tues; I arrived at the clinic for 10:30, again had to wait. I was seen to by a female surgeon today, she re-filled my back tooth on the lower right. It took 2 hours and I ached all over after, I felt terrible. I had a sandwich in the afternoon and went back to bed.

Wed; Went to the clinic at 12 midday, again waited over an hour, Dr Arturs wife re-filled my back tooth on the lower left, I was dreading another long treatment but she finished it quickly. I returned in the evening and had my last crown fitted.

Thurs; My appointment wasn’t until the evening so had the day to myself, again I waited while others went before me, it was a good job my treatment was finished as by now my patience was wearing very thin, I only had some slight adjustments made which only took a few minutes, admittedly to Dr Arturs surprise, he thought it’d take longer. Did most of my packing in the evening, hate that job, but at least going back with a little less, no food supplies.

Fri; My last day, finished my packing, had a nice bath and got myself ready. My flight wasn’t until the evening, my taxi transfer came at 6:30 and my flight was on time, again no problems, I think I arrive my home about 10:30pm

It wasn’t a good week I felt tired and ached all over …

I was only on reception on Wednesday this week, I was a bit worried because of how I was feeling but it went ok I’m pleased to say.

I was glad when Friday came, I phoned the housing about the neighbours dog he said there wasn’t anything they could do if I didn’t know which flat, I said it’s only one of six I’m asking you to check, he said he’d write to them.

I was headachey but had a few vodkas Friday night and enjoyed them at the time but I suffered a bit on the Saturday so had a lazy day spoilt by that damned dog being left out barking. I was so angry I put my coat on and went round to the flats where it comes from, I rang a couple but they said they didn’t know whose it was, I told the last one I was calling the dog warden then.

On Sunday I went for my shopping, the first time I’d done it on a weekend in a while, I stocked up on a few things and got a taxi home. I was tired by the time I got all the bags up the stairs then the chore of putting it all away, not an easy task when you have very little storage. I was watching tv but was falling asleep so  had a nap on the sofa, I was so tired.

My Sunday night was spoilt by the loons below not fighting but shouting, they can’t talk normal and the barking dog. I went to bed about 1130pm I was very tired only to be disturbed at 130am by the loons below, her shouting and then a couple more times after that raised voices and toilet flushing and I’d stuffed cotton wool in my ears. Needless to say I was like a zombie when my alarm went off at 6am Monday.