Psoriasis chipped teeth and a fat cat- more holiday musings

Psoriasis, chipped teeth , a wonky eye and a fat cat (more Holiday experiences in Tenerfie)

Having spent a week mostly sun bathing in Tenerfie, I now have to get my minor health blips sorted out. It had come to my notice that the small amount of psoriasis on my scalp was getting worse and spreading. It had also started to appear on my legs again. It really is a nuisance condition. Apparently can be heredity, linked to asthma related conditions. The doc recommended UV treatment – one good reason for sun bathing 

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Sun beds do not give the right type of UV rays. Kim Kardashian has been troubled with it on her on her leg. Me and a Kardashian with something in common – who’d have thunk it ? She has treated hers with a UV ‘gun’, which works, but the cost is £900 !So, it's back to the Doc’s it is for some more cream for me. 
At least lounging about on sun-beds gave me the opportunity to indulge one of my fav. past-times, reading. I got through ‘The Invention of Wings’- by Sue Monk Kidd, ‘The Last Tudor’ - by Phillipa Gregory and I managed to dip in and out of the husbands holiday read, first of a Trilogy ‘The Night Watch’- by Sergei Lukyaneko. Which I have reviewed in a later blog. (see 'book reviews')

Apart from reading we did a few reckies into the area which is Costa Del Silencio- only to be sorely disappointed by it lack of amenities or atmosphere . We had landed in cultural wasteland, which was populated by hundreds of hotels and just a few shops.

Seriously if anyone suggests you go, do not waste your time. There are no beaches  where we were, or any atmosphere and it is seriously lacking in charisma.

A couple of days before we flew, I had chipped my front teeth, so that will need to be sorted pronto- My dentist is 8 miles away in Matlock .The drive takes in the beautiful peaks countryside and the views are stunning.

Peak district

At the same time I had decided to check out my wonky eye. I inherited this from my grandpa. One eye is wonky, the other one compensates for it. My eye prescription is fairly complex and glasses tend to be expensive, so  I wanted to see if buying on line was a less expensive option.To my surprise I had not had an eye test for nearly 3 years-so duly had another one, where I found my right eye had deteriorated significantly- Stupidly I had noticed, but as my eyes go blurry occasional due to me having diabetes , I assumed they would clear up on their own. It had not occurred to me that they had deteriorated.

We had a standing joke in our house as a kid about my grandpa’s ‘wonky’ eye. The shelves, more often that not were slanting. My nan would mutter,’ Dieu! Your granfer and his wonky eye! John, did you wear your glasses when putting up this shelf ?’- He always had of course. But it occurs to me perhaps his eyes had deteriorated gradually over time, like mine and he just got used to it.

This is what I feel like.

My lovely granddad. He was a handy -man at Walls factory, I wonder how many things ended up wonky there, bless him ?

The Slimming World diet has completely gone out of the window on this holiday. A few glasses of wine with lunch, wine with dinner and maybe a Mojito or two, chips, too many chips, (I don’t really like them anyway ) but the menus where restricted. Where I could I would have Canarian potatoes. These are simply boiled but they are a delight, buttery and creamy and are a staple on a tapas menus. They taste so good. I laughed in the face of calories, trouble is, they always laugh back .

100 of eyes on the pool !

I had intended to swim everyday, and brought my swim suit, but the pool was overlooked by apartments and I felt too self conscious to get in the pool. I shouldn’t have bothered really as there were all shapes and sizes there, and no body bothers, but being British  I am easily embarrassed and not used to striding about in public with barely nothing on ! Unlike our European cousins  to whom it seems second nature . 
When we first arrived at Club Marina we were met by a huge black and white moggie. See pic below. It let everyone pet it and was unfazed by the vehicles coming and going on the forecourt. It sat at its post with every body coming and going looking for all the world like a feline concierge.

Tenerifie fat cat

Every time we left food on our plates at a restaurant, we’d chop it up and wrap it in a serviette to give the moggie a night time snack- Judging by the poor things size, a lot of other visitors had the same idea. We often saw it lounging about or lying flat out on the forecourt. It let me drag it out of the way of a taxi one day. too lazy to move itself ! That week we fed it, chicken  sizzling beef from the Chinese, entrecôte steak and duck.
One night as I was waiting for the Husband to come back from the shop, I sat on the step and moggie jumped onto my lap covering  my entire lap. At that moment Felix the magician swooped up in his silver Fiat to speak to reception, as he was appearing that night at the restaurant. On his way back he looked at me, pointed at the moggie and said in a thick accent ‘Fatta Cata !’

TIDDLES

The moggies was/is magnificent in its enormity. Not quite, but almost as big as the late lamented largest cat in the world dubbed by the Guinness book of records, which resided in the Ladies at Paddington station for many a year. aptly named Tiddles.
So I hope my M.O.T , glasses, chipped tooth and Slimming World will not prove too expensive- got to be done though. As my Nan would say ‘Old age don’t come by itself’ I now know exactly what she meant. Now,where were those Yoga lessons being held ?