More Airfix Beetles

Take care and do what you are told 🧐

Laurence,

To your health!

My grateful thanks, Martin. Most kind of you. Life in cardio generates roughly the same sort of excitement as an Austin 7 flat out down Mulsanne* which is why I can't wait to return to the Mess.

* Or an Austin 7 anywhere else.

Below: Big enough for a slot track, but frowned upon by my consultant.

Trisha said:

My grateful thanks, Martin. Most kind of you. Life in cardio generates roughly the same sort of excitement as an Austin 7 flat out down Mulsanne* which is why I can't wait to return to the Mess.

* Or an Austin 7 anywhere else.

Below: Big enough for a slot track, but frowned upon by my consultant. View attachment 302093 View attachment 302094

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If you do manage to sneak a track in Laurence, may I suggest make sure its good old analogue, as the newer fandangled wireless controller jobbies may play havoc with your monitors, sending the nursing staff scurrying with crash carts and such........False alarm!!.....False Alarm!!
You would be in serious hot water then.

PS
I think I know your Consultant.....just make sure you run when he snaps that glove on!!!


Cannonball Run Doctor

Time for a little sleep

God speed Odd Socks!

Howz the food?
Got a view out that winder?
Same damnable uncomfortable furniture as American hospitals, barely makes a fair valise.

Notables: Plotting your escape. Green means go. Red means stop. I see the Fire Exit marked in green. Here in the States they are marked in red.

During last years four day visit, first thing they try is to take away your pants and shoes. Not anticipating surgery, I declined. NOT being able to get my pants off is how I quickly discovered their new blood thinner gave me horrendous edema/pain.

I was permitted to walk about the ward, which I did every hour on the hour. General boredom stoking my fear of atrophy forced me to jamb the latch on the stairwell, so I could work up and down the stairs a bit, with the missus watching me of course. It was glass sided affair with natural light, and outside rather than regurgitated pestilence from the HVAC system. Being on the 5th floor was as close to "outside" as I was going to get, short of getting to the roof.

All fun and games until someone came up from the lower floor; and my cardboard shim fell to the floor, before the missus could snatch the door from latching. A dour, waddling Nurse Ratchet administrative type was forced to heist her sacroiliac, leave her station, to let us back in.

The big bad wolf officiously huffed and puffed and tried to blow my house down, by reading me the riot act, and staring me down with extra stink eye; inquiring as to what I thought I was doing.

I played the "just had a stroke card" (mild), and assured madame fat arse that I just needed some fresh air and space, and wasnt really trying to escape her care.

Curiously, where their cocktail of three meds couldnt, my daily cardio routine and sugar abstinence took my resistant hypertension from pressure washer to human in a few short months.

Keep on trucken' Lawerence!

Bill

I spotted this a short while ago and determined it could be viewed in one of two ways:

1. Absolute sacrilege which will ultimately incur the wrath of the "VW Beetle Gods", or,

2. A novel re-design and re-purposing of an old broken item.

One thing is for sure, in my opinion there is a serious flaw in maties design.

If his chosen source of power decides at an inopportune moment to let loose and "backfire", I don't want to be sitting where he is sitting!

I go with No.1 so it may just be Karma for doing that to a beetle.



PS: I heard there is a "turbo" mod. option available.
This involves feeding the "motor" hot chillies an hour before use, but it did come with a health warning both for the "motor" as well as driver, passengers and anyone else within a 15 yard radius!

Hope you are feeling better today Laurence.

Cheers
Martin