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Welcome to the world of the Vincent D'Onofrio obsessed - and a bit of real life thrown in.

Sunday, November 27, 2016

Fucked by a Cunt

Our National Health Service is being wrecked by the current government so they can bring in their rich friends to offer services privately. At the same time they are taking away funds that should be used to support the elderly so that they do can be safely released from hospital. It's called bed-blocking. Amazingly the hospital knew on Tuesday that they were going to have an emergency on Friday, so cancelled my operation. After much pushing from me it's been rescheduled for January 6th, which doesn't change the fact that my friend travelled all the way from Wales late at night for no reason.

For those who never heard it, I'd like to show you what an eminent UK broadcaster accidentally made of the Health Secretary when he was still Culture Secretary. It was very prescient.



Meanwhile, given a few extra days to my week, I went to see my baby cubs, who are now five months old. It wasn't a good day for photos as they mostly fought one another in the bushes, but I did my best.

Eventually Melati came out to see what her cubs were up to, ie. no good.

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They are getting so big, pacing around like proper tigers.

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The Irishman

I appear not to have a folder of photos of The Irishman, just a few production stills, so here's one of those.


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Sunday, November 20, 2016

One-Armed Bandit

I doubt I'll post next week, and there are unlikely to be any zoo visits for a week or two unless a hunk of time miraculously opens up by a move to a 36-hour-day.

On Friday I'm due to have a right shoulder replacement operation, so my right arm will be out of commission for weeks - no driving for 8 weeks. Help!

If there is muscle damage to the shoulder, such as the rotator cuff tear I had repaired a couple of years ago, it can aggravate or even cause arthritis, but a like-for-like shoulder replacement is not suitable. Instead they perform a reverse replacement to relieve pressure on the muscles that are used in moving the arm. Sadly the range of movement may continue to be limited. (At present I cannot raise either arm behind my back, so the left shoulder will probably be on the list soon. Good thing I had my boobs reduced, as I cannot reach behind to fasten a bra! But their prior weight did the shoulders no good at all.)

So what is a reverse shoulder replacement?

Hang on to your breakfast.

They swap the position of the ball and socket. Here's a little picture to illustrate before and after.


The surgeons are also keeping open the possibility of resurfacing the joint, but that won't improve the recovery period or constraints on movement.

After surgery I believe they will pretty much tether my arm across my chest. I have a horrible feeling I will be unable to reach behind me to undo it when necessary because of the poorly left shoulder. So the first thing I am likely to do when I get home is either cut it off (one-handed of course) or get the friend who's coming to look after the cats to remove it for me.

All this trouble for an operation that might not even make the pain go away or the movement improve. I'm so happy.

The Investigator

Such a sweet, near incomprehensible version of an O Henry story.

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Sunday, November 13, 2016

Winnie and Tigger

It's 90 years since the publication of the first Winnie The Pooh story, and it seems someone somewhere is planning a TV programme about it sometime between Christmas and New Year. My source? A sound man at the zoo.

First hint was a well known presenter outside the tiger enclosure being filmed with real life tiggers.

Alan Titchmarsh peparing for his entrance via the camel enclosure.

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Titchmarsh started his TV life as a garden makeover presenter. He moved to garden quiz show presenter, then novelist and chat show host. Not one of my favourites.

 When I first arrived mum and the cubs were ensconced in the shrubbery. But dad was as close to the visitors as he could be. It was as if he was posing for people's photographs.

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For a while the babies came out to torment dad. One zombie chomped on a leg while the other ate some brain. Dad looks like he's yelling for help!

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To oblige the TV crew, Melati's favourite keeper Kate threw in some treats so that mum and babies came out to chase their snacks.

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Meanwhile baby gorilla Alika is currently her mother Mjukuu's sole concern.

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Gernot is back with his mother Effie, though trying to escape to be with his half sister.

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Success!

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The Cell

Super-creepy film, first time I was ever sympathetic towards a serial killer.

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