Anyway! Warning May Contain Nuts- or me, Amy and Jon this time- are off to Manchester on Friday to do a gig for the glamourously named Salford Mental Health Services CAB! It’s their anniversary. The mayor of Salford will be there in his bling. I will be saying fuck and shit and talking about suicide. Oh dear!
This was the first time I did this in my entire life:
So, wish me luck this time! All of the above in the video kind of applies to ESA medicals, too. I’ve only ever had 2 medicals. One was for DLA- I was at the time barricading my door with guitar amps, taping the locks and my cupboards because I thought people were going to get in and kill me. Their response was to send someone out to hit me on the knees with a wee hammer. The second time, the medical lasted 15 minutes before the quite lovely doctor declared me fucked and then declared me doubly fucked when she realised I didn’t have enough NI contributions to claim benefits. She tried to sort something out but it was not to be! I do remember those experiences with a smile on my face though.
I graciously have tomorrow and Friday off. Tomorrow is a presentation in college and some last minute writing. Friday is a train to Manchester and then coming back to do more school work. This weekend I intend to sit in my pants eating biscuits and then spending Monday morning picking off the crumbs and feasting upon them.
In other news, it’s been a day of people being completely lovely. An extra day off, a free pint, two lovely emails and some messing around with the modem so I can watch the Apprentice. Thank you, lovely people!