@Jazzer and Sylvie Thanks for sharing these beautiful photos! I love to go for walks and the Bluebell wood would be a divine place to walk. Lucky you!
Greatpark Warlingham is a truly beautiful place. There is nowhere better in fact. Acres of wonderful grassland and woods. Beautiful and Peaceful, Except strangely noisy. You will all understand when I say An existence “Twixt Heaven and Hell....”
That is not my house Jcb, but our cricket pavilion. I live in a town house. I’m not rich mate - muso remember....
I gathered that with the plaque that’s says “welcome to GREATPARK” haha unless you are the “jazz ranger” of the park?? Edit: That’s truly a lovely picture of you and Slyvie (hope I got her name right)
Haha - WRONG - it’s SYLVIE. We are a gated community (built on an old Mental Hospital site). Town houses, on up to £2 million mansions. 84 acres of wooded grassland, with meadows, tennis courts, cricket field and pavilion. I’ll tell you a little secret J, (...er...don’t tell the others) when I was in my twenties, I was treated for chronic depression, (Infant neglect), and was under the ‘head honcho’ of this hospital. After eight months as an outpatient, they wanted to take me in and electrocute me. (ECT.) I refused, discharged myself, and went for psychoanalysis instead. Magical. So I stand before you as this very slightly crazy guy, which you may have noticed, ......and en ex-nutter! (My close friends question the EX bit.)
For those of you who want ‘chapter and verse’ of where I live, this aerial photo shows my house (marked in pink) and the meadow where my three cats all go to play. (circled.) And this is my townhouse.
Sorry I have mild dyslexia, it’s annoys the hell out of me sometime Thanks for sharing that, It sounds awful. You’ve come out the other end a fighting man..... @TracyJS put the quote I was going to (think Alice In Wonderland is one of the most honest books ever and one of my favourites) I think it somes it up best. I wouldn’t trust anybody who claims to be “sane”
That looks so nice were you live, love your townhouse. I love green, I’m lucky as my nearest neighbor is like half a mile away and it’s so quiet and full of green.
@Jcb Thank you for asking. Um, to be honest I’m still having a very hard time. I’m not handling all of this very well. How are you managing?
I’m ok thanks, I have up and down days. Yes it’s a daily struggle, and can take so much out of you. Hope I don’t sound too cliche but never suffer alone, if it gets too much come on here or see your local doctor. You always have nice words for others in here and hope knowing you are not alone helps a little. How long have you had T?
For those of you who want more information, here’s the conservatory at the back..... .....now would you like me to nip inside and show you the rest rooms....?
Your garden looks lovely, don’t be showing too much of your house, that’s private, but if you want to go ahead haha
You can all nip round for a mug of coffee if you’d like, or a nice cup of English tea with some scones, strawberry jam, and clotted cream, - frightfully nice.... ......and you’d meet Annie, Percy and TimTom xx
@Jcb Yes, it helps not knowing your are alone. I have T for 3 months now. It started out as mild intermittent hissing buzzing in both ears but has gotten more consistent and more severe/ with whistling added, too.
I’ve only had it for 4 months, and it’s been a not so fun ride. I’ve got about 3 different sounds in my ears as well. Hopefully each day you’ll feel that bit much better. Try and keep yourself occupied and exercise/walk etc it can help a little. Good thing is, nothing is guaranteed with T so it could well go away, if not you’ll learn to deal until a good treatment or cure comes out (we all have hope with eh)
I love tea and scones, nothing more English haha my diet is normally strict but I allow myself some treats every now and again.
I’ve just taken another stroll around the grounds. Walking past this swath of trees, it occurred to me that one aspect of my consciousness is now gnarled and distorted. Interesting that we see poignant symbolism in our surroundings, sometimes when we least expect it.
