At least Dick Turpin Wore a Mask

tooth.jpg Yes siree, dentists and the NHS approach really does blow!

So whilst we were in Wales, we managed to secure an NHS dentist, not fantastic but a quick check around your gob to make sure it was all ok (p.s people in Wales also get FREE prescriptions, paid for by the UK Tax Payer). Due to work we moved back to the North of England and then the fun begins, this government doesn’t want people to have bad teeth and wants them to look after themselves, right, no wrong.

We spent the best part of 2 months hunting high and low for an NHS dentist, with no luck what so ever, apparently you need to register on a website and then wait for a dentist to call you, if one feels like getting in touch and has any space. So the annual check-up came around and begrudgingly we paid for a private check-up, oh my god. It would appear that I have a gold mine situated behind my teeth, either that or the Bank of England. It costs £70 minimum for a checkup, thats £3.50 for each minute that some bloke waffles at you about the state of the NHS, blah, blah, blah. Then you need to have some woman show you how to brush your teeth at a cost of £38, thats £1.90 per minute. Then if you need a filling the prices start at around £50 per filling heading up to a dizzy £70 or £80.

You even get a lecture from the friendly dentist on how Switzerland has banned amalgum fillings now, sorry pal we aint in Switzerland. On top of all that one of the first things that is discussed is you taking out a “dental plan”, now you know it makes sense, “ah you fit in to Category B, so that’s £18 to cover you just in case you need some work doing”. I’m sure that it does make sense, it’s just the fact that in this country we should have to start taking out any kind of health plan, either provide an NHS service or don’t it shouldn’t be a mix and match.

It’s just daylight robbery, I mean “at least Dick Turpin Wore a mask”, come on there is no way to justify such costs.

Eventually we got a call, 7 months after registering with the NHS website thingy, to be told that we could join a dental practice, one that only sees patients on a Wednesday (bloody part-timers). So appointments made, off I pop. Now cast your mind back (is that even possible, hold on head I’m just gonna through my mind back to the good ole days) to dentists of yonder year, well that’s where I ended up. The dentist chair was like out of the 1970’s, a hospital metal frame with a little cloth on it and a foot pump to lift or lower the chair. The gentle laying backwards motion can only be described as being shunted from behind in your car, whilst the rinse and spit sink looked as though it had seen many pigs slaughtered in the local butcher shop. Hanging from the ceiling was the world’s oldest xray machine (the ones that look like a 1950’s B-movie laser cannon, painted in a battleship grey) alongside a 1 million candle light fitting. As for the scale and polish, having to insist that the dentist wash the scaling device after it has been dropped on the floor is never a good sign.

After all this £15.90 for a checkup and xrays, so why cost so much on private then? And now NHS are introducing a wonderful new rule, bear in mind it takes you months or sometimes even years to get a dentist, well they are going for “2 strikes and you’re out”, if you cancel an appointment with less than 24 hours notice then that counts as a strike, have two of those bad boys and you are kicked off their books, go figure. Apparently according to the hand crayoned poster on the wall “last month 25 patients did not attend their appointments, costing the dentist 9 hours worth of lost time” and costing the NHS millions, mmmm I think not, try getting rid of the over priced middle managers and save a fortune more like. Now you do the math:

9 hours is 540 minutes

540 minutes divided by 25 patients equals 21.6 mins per patient

Not one to quibble (yeh right), but my appointment was delayed by 15 minutes (even though I had arrived 10 minutes early) and I was with the dentist for less than 10 minutes, so who got my other 11.6 minutes.

So back to the original point, the government want people to be slim, healthy and with good teeth, yet, you can’t get a dentist for love nor money and when you do, you can’t miss any appointments or you get booted off the list and have to go private. So I ask you what good is the NHS anyway?

The Great Climate Rip-Off

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So this whole “the world’s gonna end unless we do something now malarkey”, is it just me or is this yet another cash cow.

Let’s face it, Britain is leading the world in “climate change” goodness, with carbon neutral this, low emission that and what does any other country do (p.s the answer is very little if indeed anything).

So the earth is heating up, true but it has been doing so for hundreds of thousands of years, is it really going to help if your local council fine you for putting a piece of plastic into the wrong dustbin?

Air travel once the right of only the wealthy opened up to everyone by the likes of Freddy Laker and then RyanAir oh and that pathetic excuse for an airline (SleazyJet) will be made impossible when it becomes the norm to have a carbon tax levied on every flight. Now does this money go to save the world, I would suspect not, it will simply go into nice high interest accounts of the government, along with hikes in petrol prices (car is bad, repeat this mantra 12 times!) and every other piece of taxation this country slings at the long suffering people.

I can see a future and a not too distant one either, where everything is blamed on climate change (what’s that you say, this time is now) and your whole life will be ruled by your very own, personal and individual “carbon footprint” given to you by some hippy do-gooder from the council who has worked out that you burn 12 trillion tonnes of carbon by the time you have breakfast. My friends this future is bleak and uncompromising, but it won’t save the world, whatever we reduce our carbon emissions by, China and other countries increases it by several folds with new power stations.

Don’t be fooled by the Hype, Climate Change is inevitable, surely the years of airline travel, cars, power stations, bombs, wars and destruction on the planet has started an avalanche that won’t stop by placing your recyclables into the green bin!!

Now I promised myself I would not rant (sorry mum), but come on for goodness sake, save the world, but save it sensibly. Is there any point saving a world if the people can’t afford to live in it?

Lets go for a walk….

I suggested this morning that we went off to visit the shops.  A brief car trip to the York Designer Outlet for a wander around inside seemed a good idea so off we went.  The intention was window shopping only!  Hmm, one new coat, a suit and several tops later, it seemed sensible to get out of there while the bank balance was still unaware of the ££s I’d just spent.

The best bit…..got a pair of new jeans in a Size 8 – woo hoo, haven’t been that since my school days (too bad its the American size, but I’m not telling anyone but you about that!)

For All You TV Addicts out There

Hi All,

We have had a chance to get a sneaky peak at some of the upcoming US programmes and it’s not all good I’m afraid.

Terminator, The Sarah Connor Chronicles – ICE COLD

Well for anyone waiting the new “Terminator, The Sarah Connor Chronicles”, sorry to disappoint but it is garbage, ropey effects, lame storylines and very poor acting. Come on you can make this better.

 DEXTER – “IT’S SMOKIN”

Very clever and very original, it’s must see viewing

KNIGHTRIDER – IS IT COLD OR DID SOMEONE LEAVE THE FREEZER OPEN

Oh my, this could have been so much more, the car woo, another wannabe Hasslehoff and an appearance by the ole soak himself (looking as if he can barely stand without a support). Sorry this is absolute poop, given which I’m sure UK TV will buy the option on the entire series.

HEROES SEASON 2 – FROM THE FIRES OF HADES

Series 1, didn’t seem much until part way through and then it rocked, but oh my Series 2 is kick ass, Miss It, Miss Out

REAPER – ICELAND and BEJAM ALL ROLLED INTO ONE

The pilot episode was funny, but after 10 minutes every episode is the same, Garbage

The Great Bed Farce

We have suffered for years with a double bed, two adults and a very needy cat (who manages to steal half the bed leaving us hanging of the edge).

Enough, we thought, time to buy ourselves a King sized bed, so off we go round the showrooms, spending the best part of an hour testing mattresses (jumping on them, rolling over them, bouncing up and down on them and generally making the staff worry what we were up to), then choosing a really nice bedstead, hurrah all set so we think.

The bed arrived on Valentines Day (yup gonna test drive this puppy), so off I set with spanners and screwdrivers in hand to build the “30 minute” bed following the simplest instructions. 3 hours later and it was built, but oh there is a slight problem, the inside metal frame is 1inch narrower than the bed frame, making it impossible to fit properly, that coupled with the fact that it is rusty doesn’t make for a good start. Undeterred I placed the 4 tonne Kingsize mattress on the bed to check it out and see of there were any other problems, oh boy!

It would appear that our Kingsize (standard size) mattress, is actually 6 inches shorter than our Kingsize (standard size) bed, leaving a massive and quite frankly dangerous gap. So off to the showroom I pop, tape measure in hand and low and behold their bed had the exact same gap, WHY? Now for those of you used to British Customer Service, you can guess the response:

“Ah sir (says the manager through gritted teeth, when what she means is stop bothering me), all Kingsize mattresses are that short, it allows you to tuck in your duvet covers, plus which a pocket sprung mattress will collapse over a few months and fill the gap”

Right, so all beds are made too long and all mattresses need 6 inches to tuck a duvet in, plus a “pocket sprung mattress” guaranteed for 10 years not to collaps or lose the shape, will collapse to fill a 6 inch gap in a period of months. I don’t think so!!!!

After scouring countless stores, it would appear that only this one company, with it’s own range of beds suffer this problem. My guess is that this a set of beds built by foreign labour with a knackered old tape measure and now they have  to “flog em off” as fast as they can to unsuspecting punters. Not us though, the bed is going back and we are getting our money back (good job really cos we went and bought a proper bed from a lovelly little pine warehouse).

And now, we have a little bit of bed each, but the cat still manages to steal most of it during the night (little git).

So Valentines Day was spent on our blow up airbed from camping, romantic or not.

P.S Don’t ever try carrying a Kingsize headboard and footboard in a Suzuki jeep, it just aint big enough, you scrape your knuckles on the corners and really struggle to drive properly.

Hello and Welcome

Well hello from the new and improved Our One Big Adventure website.

It has been a while since we managed any updates, but we is on a roll now (hopefully anyhoo).

So 2008 was a wonderful start, I suddenly became an adult, well a child in a man’s body anyway, celebrating the anniversary of my 39th birthday only in the style that we can, back in St.Lucia for a glorious period of time. every day consisted of 3 solid meals, wine with lunch, cocktails during the day and champagne at night.

Lorna (the most wonderful wife ever) had booked a helicopter transport from the Airport in St.Lucia to the hotel as a surprise, along with a days sailing, searching for whales, snorkling and champagne at the sunset. We stopped again at the East Winds Inn, which I have to say is second to no other hotel for service and food quality. On the way over I was forced to wear an 8inch badge with flashing lights on it, which got a few giggles and plenty of alcohol from the cabin crew.

Back down to earth now and Lorna is now the Head of IT (no surprise there really, she is good at what she does) and we are enjoying time in a little village in Yorkshire (it does not compare to the wonderful cottage in Wales where we spent a year). Thanks to the Barty’s for the calendar with the most wonderful views from our old property (brings back so many good memories).

And now we are busy planning the summer vacation (ooo yes), with a visit to Vegas and a road trip with the Folks from over in that there Ireland.

Plenty of things happening to keep us busy at the moment, learning to play cribbage (or being shown and forgetting the rules immediately, thanks Stu & Jen). I’m learning to ride a real motorbike instead of a twist and go, so if you see me on the road, better leave a lot of room, still struggling with gears at the moment.