Update:
Here's a news update:
The Landlady finally got the green light from the insurance company to get the ceiling below the bathroom floor fixed, which is good because it means that we no longer have a hole above the front door.
The builders/plumbers/painters have been here for the past three days, but should be finished soon. The hole was fixed by yesterday afternoon, the hall is being repainted a cream colour, as opposed to the cloudy patterned blue we had before. Should be finished either today or tomorrow.
Saturday evening I had a bath, and when I put my head under the water some water got into my right ear. All attempts to shake it loose failed. Since then I've felt like I've had a lump of cotton wool in there, and I feel like sound is muffled on that side (though honestly, I can't be sure).
Yesterday I tried cleaning it with a cotton bud, and found that there is definitely no water left in there, but it does seem waxy. I can hear a faint ringing in there, but my ears have been ringing for years, and it may just be due to the faint muffling (ie it may be frequencies that are usually cancelled out by the ambient noise of London).
I'm trying to decide what to do: whether I got to Boots and buy a small bottle of Earwax Dissolving Stuff, or whether I go to the NHS and get them to have a look in my ears before I do anything. Despite the level of abuse they get, my ears are rather important to me and I would like to get this right.
Right now it isn't painful, but I am aware of it most of the time, and I notice it when I am trying to have a conversation with someone in an environment where there is music playing.
To add insult to injury, my knees are tag teaming over which one is going to be hurting at any given time. Usually they are okay when I set out each day, but after a couple of hours one of them usaully decides to hurt like fuck. It's hard to explain, but there is something in the bending which becomes painful and makes it hard to put any weight on the joint while bending; the bend becomes harder to control.
Which makes walking down stairs really fucking hard. Also means that I find it hard to run, not to mention to hunker down and pick something up if I've dropped it.
I'm thirty years old, and I look even younger than that. I shouldn't feel like an old man.
On an entirely different subject, Life on Mars last night was brilliant. It's only one episode in, but at this stage they have somehow managed to preserve the tone of the first season while simultaneously creating fresh mystery and messing with the characters. Humour and darkness both present and accounted for. And Jonathan Simm has just been cast to play The Master in the new season of Doctor Who (trying to imagine that, but I think that however I think of it they are going to surprise me).
Other than that, working on the usual.
Over and out.
-J
The Landlady finally got the green light from the insurance company to get the ceiling below the bathroom floor fixed, which is good because it means that we no longer have a hole above the front door.
The builders/plumbers/painters have been here for the past three days, but should be finished soon. The hole was fixed by yesterday afternoon, the hall is being repainted a cream colour, as opposed to the cloudy patterned blue we had before. Should be finished either today or tomorrow.
Saturday evening I had a bath, and when I put my head under the water some water got into my right ear. All attempts to shake it loose failed. Since then I've felt like I've had a lump of cotton wool in there, and I feel like sound is muffled on that side (though honestly, I can't be sure).
Yesterday I tried cleaning it with a cotton bud, and found that there is definitely no water left in there, but it does seem waxy. I can hear a faint ringing in there, but my ears have been ringing for years, and it may just be due to the faint muffling (ie it may be frequencies that are usually cancelled out by the ambient noise of London).
I'm trying to decide what to do: whether I got to Boots and buy a small bottle of Earwax Dissolving Stuff, or whether I go to the NHS and get them to have a look in my ears before I do anything. Despite the level of abuse they get, my ears are rather important to me and I would like to get this right.
Right now it isn't painful, but I am aware of it most of the time, and I notice it when I am trying to have a conversation with someone in an environment where there is music playing.
To add insult to injury, my knees are tag teaming over which one is going to be hurting at any given time. Usually they are okay when I set out each day, but after a couple of hours one of them usaully decides to hurt like fuck. It's hard to explain, but there is something in the bending which becomes painful and makes it hard to put any weight on the joint while bending; the bend becomes harder to control.
Which makes walking down stairs really fucking hard. Also means that I find it hard to run, not to mention to hunker down and pick something up if I've dropped it.
I'm thirty years old, and I look even younger than that. I shouldn't feel like an old man.
On an entirely different subject, Life on Mars last night was brilliant. It's only one episode in, but at this stage they have somehow managed to preserve the tone of the first season while simultaneously creating fresh mystery and messing with the characters. Humour and darkness both present and accounted for. And Jonathan Simm has just been cast to play The Master in the new season of Doctor Who (trying to imagine that, but I think that however I think of it they are going to surprise me).
Other than that, working on the usual.
Over and out.
-J
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