When God dished out my brain it was okay until life screwed it up. I don’t know whether it was stress, or my military life repairing high powered radios which used klystrons and magnetrons, or just living in today’s polluted world that caused my Essential Tremor. It’s getting a lot worse. It’s almost impossible for me to use cutlery, hold anything like a cup and to do anything that needs concentrating effort. Because of this, I find it practically impossible to answer comments. My voice/typing app is next to useless. Even though I possibly won’t reply to your wonderful comments, I will like them with a heart felt click. I thank you in advance, just in case I can’t reply.
Here are some examples of my typing (gifs are on a loop).
Typing 3 letters normally.
Using Caps lock to type one capital letter.
Single Caps key to type an exclamation mark.
Alt key for a Euro sign.
What fun I have drafting a post ! Anyway, I am so lucky to have Natascha to help me when I need it.
God missed issuing brains to these people.
This man is starting his own Coffin Making business.
I wonder why there are no children in this apartment complex.
Rest rooms are on the fourth floor.
Take the stairs to get to the Restrooms. I am dying to go.
Ladies and disabled.
~ Her Wedding Hat Is The Dog’s Dinner~
~I Have The Power !~
Murli at her finest !
Do you have THE POWER (or brains) ?
Ralph xox ❤
Ralph’s hands videos and photographs of Murli taken by Natascha.
It seems like only a year has gone by since my 6th WP anniversary. Strange that ! Thank you so much for joining me on my blogging journey, usually into the unknown. You may have noticed that I am not posting as often as I should. This is mainly due to my wobbly hands and psychotic voice/typing app. Comments are almost impossible for me to reply to, but I do love reading them.
~Thanks Banks !~
The other day I found a piece of paper which may help to catch those thieving scammers who took me for a ride a few years ago. I scanned and emailed it off to the Halifax Building Society (UK) Security email address.
Immediately, I received an automatic reply from, not Halifax BS (UK), but Lloyds Bank (UK). WHAT ??
This mailbox is dedicated solely to reporting emails sent by fraudsters that impersonate the Bank. Please note that other types of email, messages or requests cannot be actioned, and cannot be forwarded on to any other department. The only action this mailbox can take is to request deletion of fraudsters’ email addresses and URLs where our brand name or logo has been used without permission. There may be delays as our partners process these requests.
How awful. A bank to which I have not sent an email to, complaining to me about their logo and brand name. I DIDN’T WRITE TO YOU Lloyds Bank ! Forward my email to the organ grinder, monkey !
At the bottom of the reply email I was told to telephone a 0€00 number instead. I needed to go out and find a telephone where I can plug in a document as there was no number for a fax.
Boy, I needed a coffee ! I don’t know why, I get scalded hands when I drink from the mug and the coffee always pours down my chest. Strange that !
So off I went to find a special telephone.
I am very security conscious and always leave a spare front door key well hidden under the mat.
Shucks, I can’t use the car as the barrier is locked down.
No matter, I enjoy a tram ride especially in the left seat.
I wonder how the telephone call will go ?
10 minutes of angelic music.
Your call is important to us. For training purposes we are recording this conversation. Please wait for a highly trained banking specialist to speak to you, or ….
…. Press one if you have had sex with our logo without our permission. Press two if you wish to speak to a foreign national. Press three if you are worried about your data being protected. Your data is important to us, that is why we have sent it from the UK to strange people in a foreign country such as India. No one will find it or misuse it there. Press four …. dialling tone !
I never found a phone.
By now I felt quite hungry and sporty, so I popped into a store to buy some meatless meatballs and a footless football.
The store assistant had to call an ambulance because a lady had a severe reaction and collapsed when touching a tomato.
After all that excitement, I queued up for an hour behind one lady and two manikins at the checkout.
Luckily, the fire alarm went off, so I dumped my shopping and went out into the street.
While waiting for a bus home I found a quiet spot to have a cigarette.
I waited and waited for a bus, which never came. Fed up, I walked home.
On arrival at home, I replied to the automatic reply email.
CONGRATULATIONS ! Halifax Security has won the Ralph’s “Pass the buck and don’t give a f<<k” award
I didn’t get an automatic reply from my reply to their automatic reply. I wonder why ?
~ Facepalm News ~
As there is so much craziness going on, I have decided to add a new item to my posts ….. Facepalm News ! Enjoy !
I am sorry that you are offended by all the fullstops in this post Maybe I should get rid of all punctuation and words so as not to offend anyone From now on I should draft and publish a one noise post grunt or oink Or do you have a suggestion ? Oh no I must have offended someone by using a question mark SORRY Ooops capital letters I am not shouting at you
What makes you facepalm ?
Ralph xox ❤
Cats photographed by Natascha and other images borrowed from Internet newspapers and from Google images.
I can do that ! It can’t be that difficult. I have Social Media. That’s a start ! Maybe I will get loads of money from Nigeria and expensive free things. I have ONE MILLION, well three followers on TwitFace. An old couple, now in Heaven ………
…… and a budgerigar who tweets day and night. I have just found out that the budgerigar is really that thieving Nigerian scammer, Bongo Bongo Banana.
I am sure that I cannot do any worse than this girl. But, you know me !
(the following pictures are PHOTOSHOPPED real)
That’s the followers sorted, now I need credibility. Maybe a celebrity would help. So I reckon Jesus would do. After a stroll on water we would go for a meal. Fed up with bread and fishes we would have burgers and fries, enough for the 40,000. The wine, found to be watered down, would be quickly fixed by Him.
I am sure that Moses would help. I do recommend his ten-part series of tablets, a bit like encyclopaedias, but no shelving needed. They are free 24/7. Go direct to Him and not to evangelists who request payment so that they can build palaces and buy jet aircraft for themselves.
~Building the business~
I am sure that patting Cleopatra’s ASS asp would be click bait ….
…… perhaps not ! This might be better.
Here are a few things that I will get for free as a Social Media Influencer.
~The power and the glory~
Eventually I will be at the top of the Social Media Influencer ladder. Even Presidents will do my bidding.
I will be so powerful that I would demand TwitFace to give me everything for free. The response was not quite what I expected. They didn’t give a damn ….
…… and closed my account, banishing me to the Realm Of The Spinning Circle forever.
It was then I had a meltdown.
Time to scream, “Alms for the poor !”
~What then ?~
Oh well, go back to being retired I suppose and watch my favourite kitty gif.
I think I am pretty well organised. Well I thought so. When I left Spain about 20 months ago for Austria, I informed every Spanish government office, including Spanish social services that I was out of there. I thought that the only thing I had left to do was to sell my Spanish apartment then everything would be done and dusted.
Over the years that I lived in the apartment, Toñi, my neighbour, was a godsend. She did almost everything for me, washing clothes, cleaning and cooking. She was in tears the day I left. I will miss her and her husband, Pedro, who did countless handyman jobs for me.
Anyway, months before I met Natascha, Toñi thought that it was a great idea that I had someone from the Spanish social services to give me a hand when she was not around. As most of you know I have trouble keeping my hands still. If I pick up a cup of coffee my hands shake so much that the molecules in the liquid decide that they have had enough and jump out all over the floor, committing suicide. Toñi filled out the form and on returning that day from the Spanish social services she told me that it may be up to 10 months before I am assessed for assistance. I imagined that help from a handmaiden or belly dancer would be all that I needed.
But knowing my luck ……. say no more !
A few days ago I received an email from Toñi. She had found a letter in my letter box from the Spanish social services. It seems that I had a visitor. My assessment for help ! Of course they did not phone or email before banging on my door. Two years it took them to have someone come round. For heaven’s sake I could have been out for the day, dead, or cleared off to Austria, got married, gained an extra cat, learned how to yodel while wearing tight fitting lederhosen.
I don’t think that I will arrange another appointment. Haha, appointment ? Because I would hate to think of someone banging on my door in two years time when I could be out for the day, dead, or cleared off to Austria, got married ………. etc. etc. ! BUT, what if the Spanish social services decided to give me a handmaiden without seeing me ? I might receive a letter in two years time saying that a handmaiden has been assigned to me. Two years after that she would knock on my Spanish apartment door and get no answer, thinking that I have been out for the day, dead, or cleared off to Austria, got married, gained an extra cat, learned how to yodel while wearing tight fitting lederhosen, she would leave a letter in my letterbox stating that I must re-apply for assessment. How many years would it take for the Spanish social services to decide to sell my apartment to pay for my handmaiden ?
Anyway, thank you so much Toñi and Pedro, you are awesome friends.
~Fathers day card~
A few days ago was Father’s Day when I received this lovely card from the pussycats. They had mesmerised Natascha into a catatonic state who made the card to the cats’ specifications. Thank you so much my awesome family !
~ Natascha’s photographs~
Natascha has taken wonderful photographs of the birds in the garden from the balcony. Here are a couple of them. Handsome creatures !
~ Reach out and touch somebody’s hand~
My cats are plotting something.
I have worked out what they are up to. They are reaching out for a tummy rub !
Hand in here and don’t be late or Samantha will pat you on the head. She is boss cat ! Or just comment as normal.
How handy or useless are you ?
Ralph xox ❤
Cat photographs taken by Natascha and the empty apartment photograph by Toñi.
“MAN ?”. What am I saying ? Sorry Snowflakes, I know, that’s NOT Politically Correct. It’s NOT “thinking MAN”. I meant to say “duh, whoever”. That should cover all the bases ! Why am I being forced by minority Snowflake Natsis to reject sanity ?
Using their reasoning, I reckon the dinosaurs died out because they listened to Snowflakes.
Snowflakes would probably die of starvation
And finally, God created Man and Woman. Nope, God created Womxn and Bridge !
Some wedding night ! So her pregnancies will avalanche into the open after one million years. Each baby will weigh five hundred pounds and she will probably name them Archie, Rocky and Pebbles.
Where was I ? Oh, crossword !
~That’s Right ! Never A Cross Word Between Us~
That’s true. Natascha and I have been together for almost 2 years and we have never had an argument. No need !
~Cats With Cross Words~
Sonic and Samantha ARE noisy. What’s going on ?
TIP OF THE DAY: Cat’s advice. Finish an argument by licking each other’s faces (and don’t forget to click the Lick button 😉 ).
~Ralph’s Crossword Solution~
What makes you cross ?
Chickens crossing the road need not comment 🙂
Ralph xox ❤
Personal photographs and cat photographs & video taken by Natascha
Some of you, my lovely readers, can relate to this. Why have I got so many followers ? Over 3000 to date ! I reckon that there are less than 200 who actually visit, comment, like or hit my blog. To the remaining 2800 I have a question. Why do you ONLY follow, then disappear, never to be seen again ?
That question actually leads me into my post. All of you 200 followers are special to me and I would like to give a shout out to one follower, whom I also follow. Mutual stalking ?
Hi Resa ! If it wasn’t for blogging, Resa and I would have never communicated and Natascha and I would have never met and got married. So thank you WordPressCom.
In a machine age, dressmaking is one of the last refuges of the human, the personal, the inimitable.
Resa is phenomenal ! Not only is she a fantastic movie Costume Designer, once nominated for a prestigious Canadian Film Award, but also in her spare time she creates wonderful Art Gowns. I think she has lovingly hand sewn over 12 gowns to date. Each one taking months to make out of scraps of material. They are all different and unique. It would be brilliant if she could one day show them in a gallery or on a catwalk.
This is where the gown “O Royal Treasure” comes into Natascha and my wedding last year.
Resa decided to name the gown after the Spanish village I lived in at the time. Cañada del Real Tesoro …. Track of the Royal Treasure. She thought that the gown would make a wonderful wedding dress for Natascha. After a lot of research, it was decided not to send the gown from Canada to Austria due to the expense and possible loss in transit, which would have been awful. Anyway, both Natascha and I would like to thank Resa for the kind thought which we will always treasure.
Resa asked us to link the gown to a charity and we chose Water Aid.
Recently, Resa made this drawing of Natascha wearing the gown. Lovely ! Thank you, our friend.
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He gave her his heart. She took it and placed it quietly in the pocket of her gown. No one observed what she did.
Here are the updates from the Western Union Remission website.
Update September 10, 2018. Over 180,000 petitions have been received in the Western Union remission process. The claims administrator is currently reviewing and evaluating all submissions to determine eligibility. If your petition is deficient, the administrator may contact you by mail to explain the deficiency and seek additional information. After the petition review is complete, recommendations will be provided to the Department of Justice for final decisions. Due to the large volume of petitions submitted, it is anticipated the petition review process will continue into 2019. Payments cannot be issued until all petitions are reviewed
Update April 10, 2019. Over 38,000 deficiency letters were mailed to petitioners in the United States on March 29, 2019. One or more of the following deficiencies were identified on petitions filed by those who received a letter: 1) the petition was unsigned; 2) a taxpayer identification number, such as a social security number (SSN) was not provided; and/or 3) sufficient supporting proof or documentation for some or all of the claimed amount was not provided.
So, I have to patiently wait, either for a letter wanting more information, or, a letter containing a cheque. I hope the latter. I also hope that they don’t ask for me to send US$400 to Ghana before I receive the money. I may get a bit suspicious, wouldn’t you ?
Meanwhile, I’ll sit back and watch this lady deal with a scammer.
A couple of things I have learned about my being scammed. Firstly, I should have listened to my friends who suspected Tammy was probably a fake, and, secondly, KEEP OLD PAPERWORK. I am so pleased that I did file the Western Union receipts and did not throw them out when I moved from Spain to Austria in 2017.
On Wednesday, 24th April 2019, Natascha and I had been married for a year. Awesome !
I went shopping for that special anniversary gift on the lower -3 level
I tried to find and ask Service for help in finding Floor -3. Failed miserably !
Oh well, patience Natascha. That special anniversary gift ? Next year !
I’m in trouble now !
~Our patient cats~
Sonic and Samantha are on the balcony while Murli is finishing off cake crumbs. All is quiet in the Whillier home. Bliss !
1978 ! Missiles building ! Men fed up, exhausted, frustrated !
That year, life for me went topsy-turvey. On leaving the British Army, I found myself being resettled in a factory tuning a block of metal used in a missile. Initially I drove to work. Traffic jam every day and I never seemed to arrive on time. So I bought a Puke. No licence required, just a helmet and warm clothing. Yes, I arrived at the factory on time. Zippy !
Clocking on at 8am. Entered the workshop. “Morning !”. The Fitters, Engineers, grunted back. Another groundhog day began. The block of metal was state of the art for 40 years ago. It had wires, tubes, screws to turn, surrounded by test equipment, oven and refrigeration, and was a pain in the neck to work perfectly. It would work at room temperature, then threw a wobbly at minus 20°C. Get that right and it would refuse to play ball at +60°C. Eventually, after many hours, it worked, got fitted into the missile and off it went for the Navy to play with. For me, another block of metal, then another, then another, day after day.
Zipping home to my first wife and two girls on my Puke gave me a such a sense of freedom and the fresh air was lovely. I found myself at home, volunteered to working on the house and ironing clothes. She wanted bras and underwear ironed. Not Monday to Sunday panties, no ! ….
….. to me, it was the 1st of January to the 31st of December panties, EVERY WEEK !
Oh, I painted doors as well !
This gif shows perfectly what working in the factory is like. At the end of the month your salary goes into the Bank. Whatever you do with it, it never seems to be enough. It is thrown away on bills, whatever is urgently needed for and Oreos. Whatever you do with it, it always comes back and hits you squarely in the face by you having to go back to the factory every groundhog day morning and start all over again.
Cats ! Who’d have them !
Have you ever had a boring and soul destroying job ?
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Sonic practicing his Riverdance.
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