THE NEW buzzword for achieving a well-rounded life is ‘mindfulness’. It espouses living in the moment – not dwelling on past regrets or worrying about the future.
What a shame then, that we seem to be surrounded by mindlessness.
Efficiency, honesty, consideration, common sense – all the rules for successful communal living are being ignored.
I am normally a glass half-full sort of person but I’m honestly beginning to think that society, like the polar ice caps, is in meltdown.
For instance, we contacted a man to do various things around the house. He arranged a time to call but never turned up. Mr F phoned him, but was given no explanation. The odd job man was clearly a no-job man.
Then there is telephone cold calling. We screen all our calls, but after ignoring dozens of messages about ‘the accident that you had, for which you are entitled to compensation’, I finally snapped and decided to answer the next call.
First I asked where they had got my details. I was told the ‘accident database’.
OK. I was in an accident about a year ago. The other driver accepted responsibility, her insurance paid up promptly and I was provided with a courtesy car while mine was repaired. “No one was injured,” I said. “But there are different levels of compensation,” she insisted – 1 is serious; 2 is when you have visited the doctor within 14 days (that’s whiplash she told me helpfully). The third level pays out for ‘minor discomfort’.”
“I didn’t have any sort of problem. Not one, two or three,” I said.
“Didn’t you feel stiff or uncomfortable afterwards?” “No, NO, I told you …” “… but you can claim on level 3. You’re entitled to a payment of between £1,000 and £3,500…”
“NO I’M NOT,” I replied (holding the moral high ground, but thinking the money would be nice) and put the phone down.
No wonder our insurance premiums keep increasing when people are encouraged – almost bullied – into making false claims.
Then there was the news last week that memory clinics are being flooded out by the middle-aged well, who think they might have dementia because they keep losing their keys. It’s called growing old. What Terry Wogan used to call ‘senior moments’. Don’t we all need to get a grip, start taking responsibility and behave like grown-ups again?
Email me at bmailbarbara@gmail. com and catch up at www. getwestlondon.co.uk/bmail. HILLINGDON Hospital – what a hospital!
I was rushed into ‘resus’ in November and spent six hours in there with several staff working on me – even having an x-ray at 2am.
They were all brilliant in that department. I was put on to a ward in a room with en suite where I needed a few treatments during the rest of the night.
I spent the next five nights in another en suite room but the staff were so helpful, dedicated and pleasant.
They do not get enough praise, but they need it.
Everyone who I was concerned with was great, even though overworked.
It is the seventh time I have been in that hospital and each time it has been excellent care. ACCORDING to Boris Johnson there will be no adverse consequences from ticket office closures on the London Underground.
But the chaotic scenes at Uxbridge station on Sunday will leave all those who witnessed it in little doubt that this policy could have serious consequences.
Bristol City fans on their way to Wembley joined with the general public and packed the entrance and with two ticket windows open the queues were getting worse as the afternoon wore on. I spoke to a member of the public who told me she had been waiting in the queue for 30 minutes.
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