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Guess what Buster?

​Yesterday was hard. 

At the festival I took a call from the Sibs. 

By the time I was back to the hotel after the music i was in a terrible way with my tummy. So depleted of electrolytes IYKYK. 


I felt anxious all day and it’s hard to explain when you don’t know why you feel the way you do. I’m someone I who is generally quite good at understanding my feelings. Some of it has to do with that I still don’t feel too well. Eating well and walking doesn’t fix it all. I sure hope the gastroenterologist on the 10th can figure out what’s wrong. 


The jewellery area in Birmingham was disappointing, it was the set of a Guy Ritchie thug movie. All I could think of was POC - proceeds of crime act. Anyways, I think I’m better off getting the ring the in US. 


Lunch was good but because I feel off, it’s like I’m in a foggy 😶‍🌫️ bubble. It’s a pretty restaurant. 


Some quick highlights of the festival. It’s still cute. Politically it’s very left, and that was my people for a long time. Still is, in some ways. Lots of free free Palestine 🇵🇸. Lots of middle /  upper class, middle aged people that have a healthy appetite for cider, beer and champagne. 


I had a sweatshirt on that had ‘Dreamer’ written across it. One nice smiley 😃 man came up to me and said, “ I’m a dreamer too”. He got me off guard so I emailed and said thank you.” Not really the right reply but it was something. He was also walking in the other direction from me, so acknowledgment of his supportive words is key. 


I should probably explain the Guess What Buster part. 


So my bro texts me to see if I can take a call. He and my sister had just got off the phone with a tax accountant re my dad’s estate. 


I took the call and here is some of what was discussed. Effectively my dads will is stage 0, they want to move into stage 1 and will eventually need to go to stage 2. They wanted my consent. 


What my understanding is stage 1 is putting the power of attorney into affect. It will mean that my dad, brother and sister can all make decisions. This is also legal and better than them going into his banking “as him”. When he has lost all capacity the. They will have to make more decisions.


According to them, I’m not listed because I don’t live in Canada. Interesting, questionable, I’ll leave it for now. 


You make have noticed that I’m very transparent about most things, I don’t believe in hush, hush super secret squirrel stuff. Just say it, be transparent with money. 


I got a nice slice of pie 🥧 while my dad was fit, healthy and living. This was the deposit to my house that I continue to live in. When he dies, the remaining 2 of his 3 children will get an equal slice of pie. Then the rest gets divided by 3. Sounds all clear and straight cut to me. 


Now let me drop the bomb 💣 (or it was bomb for them). My brother thought he was getting the house. I asked if he wanted to live in it, he said I’m not sure, my sister said she never wants to live in it. It’s a really good rental income. It’s not just a house,it’s 2 flats above and and a studio bachelor flat. W 


I explained myself really clearly, that they need should check what his wishes are first. If he wanted the house to go to his only son then that’s his decision… but check first. I said that the rental income of that house can pay for my children education, holidays etc. 


Now for today. Saturday September 5th. 




The weather has been much warmer today and the headliner is popular resulting in today’s tickets being sold out. (We bought a 3 day festival pass). The headliner is Suoer Furry Animals. 


To someone who doesn’t know us, it looks like Miss Steiner and I are in an argument, we are almost not talking. But really she is tired and not feeling great. I’m just tired. 


I am however feeling sooo much matter after an hour osteopathy massage treatment. Festivals have these table massage and chair massage treatments. By the grace of the universe the guy who treated me today has actually treated me at Glastonbury last year. He is so damn good! I would love to see him weekly or monthly. Though he is in North Wales. I might make trips to see him. Why not. Not only did he release so much tension in my neck, back and shoulders. He even worked on my arms, writs, ankles the lot. This guy is sooo good, so so good. 


What’s nice too is we had a good chat. He’s one of my people. Those that can get right to it. People that are open and share. He’s a smart cookie too. First degree is physics which he didn’t finish, then archeology before he switched again to Osteopathy. His final move was a good one. 


So I have this theory that really smart brainy people had a good healthy 0 to 5. He was indeed raised at home by a mom who was present. When he was 12 she became a lawyer and then a judge. His sister is a consultant doctor.


Fast forward a few hours. I’ve had to make an adult decision. It’s cold, I’m tired, not feeling 100% and I have to deal suffer with all my consequences / decisions. 


So folks. I left. One uber later and I’m back in tub, albeit the hotel bath tub. Sometimes you just need to know when it’s time to go home. 


Miss. Steiner will have to download her own uber and get home. 


There was so much magnesium salts in the bath that I need to sign off now. 


Love ya x

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