Morning all, it’s stupidly early here but I have to go do four hours at my job today and I’m anxious. Thus I am awake. I don’t need to leave the house for another two and a half hours. Four hours work is really not worth this much stress.
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Author Archives: R Cawkwell
Hi I'm Rosemarie and I like to write. I write short stories and longer fiction, poetry and occasionally articles. I'm working on quite a few things at the minute and wouldn't mind one day actually getting published in print.
I survived my Work Capability Assessment!
Now I just have to wait a few weeks for the decision. I’ve been told it can take up to six weeks.
I was in there an hour and a bit, going through my physical and mental conditions. I had to talk about self-harm and suicide. It was hard for me, and Mum was there; she doesn’t necessarily know about a lot of that stuff.
I’m completely exhausted by the experience. The nurse who assessed me was nice enough but I was there for almost 90 minutes, most of it talking to them.
Review: ‘Finding Masculinity’, Edited by Alexander Walker
Finding Masculinity
Female to Male Transition in Adulthood
Alexander Walker
Riverdale Avenue Books
Magnus
ISBN 9781626011861
PRICE $9.99 (USD)
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Vikings, Or, Floki is fabulous!
I’ve finally managed to watch the first two episodes of Vikings. I’m only three series behind everyone else…
Apart from telling the characters off for having their dragon heads on the ship in home waters and finding their complete ignorance of the existence of England unlikely, I enjoyed it.
Floki is a 6’4″ excitable puppy. It’s adorable.
Mortality stats are finally published
https://www.gov.uk/government/statistics/mortality-statistics-esa-ib-and-sda-claimants
It’s taken several organisations and individuals making F.O.I requests and a change.org petition to get the information, but the DWP has finally issued the mortality statistics for those claiming EAS, IB and SDA. About 4,000 of those deaths occurred after work capability assessments said the claimants were fit for work.
The DisEnchanted Kingdom
Once upon a time, an evil wizard wanted to enslave the world.
He really didn’t have any good reason to enslave people, except he was a very lazy evil wizard and didn’t want to do stuff for himself. Also, he liked shiny things, and nice things, and liked to be comfortable.
Other evil wizards were trying to enslave the world, too, but they only managed to enslave bits of it. A small kingdom here, a large village there, but not the entire world. Worse, none of the wizards could hold onto their slaves for very long. They’d keep escaping, or would throw the wizards out of towers. And this made all the evil wizards sad, because though they were powerful, a pitchfork through the stomach really ruined their day.
This evil wizard had a name, but he cast a spell of forgetting and so I don’t remember it. Do you…
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A Prayer for Baalshamin
There are madmen in the streets.
These men burn and loot the ancient temples, destroying the ancient symbols of belief. The statues and engravings, the urns, the altars and even the great stone columns are toppled from their foundations. History and tradition are rendered into broken fragments, reduced to dust.
There are madmen in the streets.
These men kidnap, and torture, and execute any who do not believe as they do. The priests of the temple, the men of great learning, and those unfortunate women who do not dress with the proper modesty, of course they all must die, publicly, painfully, for such are the wages of sin.
There are madmen in the streets.
These men shout religious slogans while waving their weapons in the air, and still our leaders stand by, paying lip-service to their role as keepers of the peace. With each new Emperor comes harsher decrees against…
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“Political Correctness” is a myth, now stop being dicks
Last night, I ended up briefly channel hopping (you know, kids, that’s a thing we used to do before Netflix) and came across a BBC Four interview where some old, white-haired bearded guy was talking pretentiously in an interview about some arts subject or other. I forget the details, but suddenly, and seemingly apropos of nothing, he launched into some great tirade against “political correctness”.
“I’m sick of political correctness!” he moaned, “Where will it end?!” he screamed, practically jumping out of his chair and being the most animated he had been so far in the interview. Someone had apparently done something (I dunno, something like casting an actual black guy as Othello, that kind of madness) and my, my, was he angry about it.
The details are mere salad dressing and not worth my time to check out via iPlayer, the point is that this was an absurdly…
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PH9 – how mad am I today?
The PH9 questionnaire is something I fill in almost every time I visit my counselor, and regularly when I visit the doctor. It’s supposed to measure how depressed or anxious you are by asking questions about the previous fortnight. The score determines your level of depression.
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Bees in the field
And in my garden,
And in my house.
Yep, I have bees living in the brickwork over my front porch. The neighbours say they have a nest in their front garden, by the front wall of the house, too. Sometimes the bees do fly into the house, but then we have a conversation about scaring the dogs and they leave again.
Everything Is Better With Dragons 