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Singapore Airlines A380

Last week had been quite busy with meetings, but I had no courses to give or clients booked from now until Christmas.

My plans had been squashed, as courses had been canceled, and people I had asked to be with me had not answered my requests, so rather than sit by myself in Norbiton Hall, Kingston upon Thames, I once again traveled into the West End of London, looking at the shops and streets, and decided on the spur of the moment to fly to Malaysia.

It was a grand opportunity to fly on Singapore Airlines new A380 aircraft, but try as I could I could not get a seat on the upper deck. I had been told that seat rows 71 – 78 are good seats, and row 80 as the latter is an exit seat so lots of leg room. The upper deck I am told has a row configuration of 2-4-2, whereas the main lower deck has a row configuration of 3-4-3.



Singapore Airlines A380 at Changi Airport

As I like a window seat, I often find myself locked into my seat by the two people sleeping next to me in the 3-4-3 configuration, so no pee pee’s.

Eventually, Friday evening I was able to log onto the web site of Singapore Airlines to book-in and choose a seat. But what I was shown was a seat booked for me, 46K, at least a window seat, but the rest of the seats fully booked, taken.

Boarding the aircraft was a dream, so quickly, even with over 470 passengers, and the seats are wide, comfortable, with plenty of leg room.

The view from the window amazed me. A gigantic wing, arcing like a ski slope from the fuselage, filling the whole window. I could see nothing but wing, and I believe it is so wide, you could play football on it. So, moral of this story is if you want a window seat on an A380, do not pick rows 44 – 48, because you will not see any more than the wing, beautiful as it is, just like ang eagle.

The smooth flight lasted over 12 hours, and was so smooth, but my video had no sound, so I could not watch any films.

Now I sit in Singapore Changi International Airport waiting for 7 more hours for the connecting flight to Penang.

I think I will get a free two hour tour of Singapore, that should keep me awake and give me something to do. 

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Recommendation

At least I will be able to watch TV

I have written before about Slingbox, a box of electronics that allows the owner to watch their home TV anywhere in the world, via the internet on a computer, not only that, but to be able to control which channel to view.

Now as an International Trainer being based in the UK, and spending many days of the month away, living in hotels with nothing to watch but non-English TV programs, I have used Slingbox both on my PC and mobile phone with great success.

Also living in Malaysia, watching Slingbox on a small laptop screen has been good but not a good experience for a relaxing evening.
 
Sling have launched some more electronics to their range, which allows the viewer, i.e. me, to connect the remote TV, to the internet and watch the TV program back in the UK home.

The main box is called SlingCatcher, so now I can now watch British TV on the other side of the world via my dedicated cable box/receiver.

With the additional Sling product, the SlingTurbo, which is  two box ethernet-over-power line adaptors. This means that the internet Slingbox British TV signal sent from the UK, is captured from the router say in Malaysia, then is fed into the household electricity supply, then into the into the SlingCatcher, which then outputs to a normal TV.

Easy to install means that there are no cables from the router to the SlingCatcher and TV.

Great products to the range.
 
Who cares if Nobody loves me, I have my TV.

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Hypnosis

Hypnosis for Dentists in Istanbul

If you want pain free visits to the dentist, then Istanbul in Turkey could be the place to go.

I gave a recent course in a very windy Istanbul over three days for a group of dentists, who wanted to learn how they could use hypnosis in their work with their patients to reduce pain and help them relax.

We certainly proved that they could all induce a hypnotic trance quickly on their partner, thus to allow pressure to be exerted on a sensitive part of the hand to induce pain, which was not felt by the partner.




Hypnosis for Dentists in Istanbul



Participants pain control with hypnosis

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Thoughts

Beauty is there

Although Nobody loves me, is it only because I have not opened my eyes and looked around me.

I have only just noticed some flowers in the apartment here in Norbiton Hall, Kingston upon Thames.

Yes I knew they were there, but I had not taken time to look at them, to admire the beauty.

I know them as Christmas Cacti, or its scientific name Zygocactus, and as their name implies, they flower around Christmas, December.



                                        

                                                                        

                                                                                                            

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English Sayings

Smells Fishy

When it is said something smells fishy, it seems or indicates there is something wrong, it is out of the ordinary, not following the normal route.

This saying, it smells fishy, is often used for a situation which may or may not involve a person/s. To Smell a Rat is often used to indicate that a person is setting a trap, to do something wrong against another.


 
Fish for sale in Kingston upon Thames, smelly.

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Hypnosis Travels

Missing days

Over the last month I have been very busy, traveling, giving training, getting trained, working and trying to relax.

Thank you for all your messages, asking if I was still about, what was happening to me.

It has been a strange time. It has had its’ ups and downs. But during these last few weeks I must admit that I have not been one hundred percent. A very strange situation.

Perhaps my experiences may help others in a similar state or situation.

A couple of years ago in Southern Turkey I was asked to do a scuba dive, (visit http://www.nlpnow.net/scuba.htm to see some of my diving pictures ) which much to my embarrassment, did not go well. This resulted in taking myself to the doctors in the UK for a medical check. See More on noticing Feedback – continued

I had certain symptoms, aches in my neck and jaw on occasions, excessive sweating, light headed, but I had dismissed these as being over weight, lack of exercise, and being unfit.

My doctors smelt a rat, (I will explain in another blog the meaning), and sent me for many tests, which led to them discovering a problem with the old heart, resulting with a stent being inserted, a coronary angioplasty.

I was told that I would have to take tablets to control blood pressure, the viscosity or thickness of the blood, the heart beat and my cholesterol levels. I would have to modify my diet and exercise regime. I would need to change my way of life.

These tablets were Asprin, Clopidogrel, Bendroflumethiazide, Simvastatin and Atenolol.

At the outset my blood was so thin that when I bled from a small cut, it would not clot, it would not heal for a long time. At one time in Turkey I had an ear bleed in the middle of the night which would not stop for a long time. When it did, the resultant clot of blood produced a plug in the ear which I could not remove, and it took a lot of insistence on my part to get specialised medical help to get it out, some six months plus later.

I stopped taking the Clopidogrel after one year which meant that my blood was allowed to thicken up.

My problems did not stop my work. I put more effort into my presentations, my trainings and just got on with life.

But, as I teach in my courses, the brain is just a piece of meat, run by electricity and chemicals, get the levels or the combinations wrong, and we are in trouble.

The drugs above I am taking are taking a toll on the functionality, the working of my brain.

My personality has changed I am sure. My ability to stay calm has been reduced, my memory ability has changed.

I know of these changes. I do not like them, and I can tell when these changes are happening, but I have the ability to make compensations, to make myself calm, not to loose my coolness, to find new ways to enhance the memory.

Some months ago I had a problem with my eyes, maybe resulting from the drugs, see The most precious thing in life, sight , and I had to seek emergancy hospital assistance. So, with the input from knowing what had happened from the medical practitioners, I had to find a way around that problem, so much so that it has put itself right, as was acknowledged in a hospital check-up visit two days ago.

But, on a recent visit to the doctors to renew the drug prescription above, the doctor asked me questions which resulted in him increasing the doze of Atenolol. Twice the amount.

It was not long before I realised how much the increase in the drug was having on my body and brain.

Measuring my heart beat now, it is 48 beats per minute, a normal male should be 74 bpm. I have slowed down. No wonder I have to push myself so much.

But the worse thing is my memory. My short term memory has gone wild, sometimes I can remember and sometimes I cannot, not even what I have just spocken about or done. It is very strange, and I know it is happening. I have had to find a way to compensate for it, to find a strategy to place short term memory in my consciousness. And, I have a strategy, I can cope.

Talking to medical professionals, these symptoms can be experienced by people taking Atenolol, many patients refusing to take the drug. So under advice of my doctor I will reduce the strength of Atenolol.

So if you know of someone dear to you, a work colleague or you yourself taking a drug, especially Atenolol, please be aware of the effects it can have on the functionality of the brain, the memory.

Now where did I put my shoes? I have to go for a walk, my daily exercise.

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Thoughts

Nobody loves me

One of the worse aspects of my job is the time I have to spare between my training courses and presentations.

Due to cancellations in Turkey of an NLP course, (sorry folks), I find myself back in the UK, all alone, nobody to speak to, just the salespeople on the telephone, trying to sell me advertising space, new windows, home and car insurance, or the cashier waiting to take my money.

Oh Poo Poo, nobody loves me.



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So, I have to do my own washing, shirts, socks, underwear.

I have to strip the bed, Wash the sheets.

After washing, I have to iron.

I have to prepare my meals. Well actually I have been cheating, getting talk-aways.

I have to clear up after myself, unpack my suitcase, make the bed, do the washing-up, vacuum and dust.

I have had too much time to reflect on what could have been.

It is all too much, I just want to cry.





So, I have time to myself. Great.

I have played with electronics, to get Slingbox to output to a normal television anywhere I am in the world, allowing me to watch my English home TV.

I have been able to catch-up on reading and research on new subjects.

I have had time to become a Master Trainer of Tony Buzan’s iMindMaps.

I have had time to go into a retreat, to reevaluate myself.

I have had time to check my health out, to have my smiley eyesight reviewed.

It is not all that bad, it is the way I look at my time.

Perhaps somebody does love me?



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You’ve got to laugh

I have been very busy these last two months, giving courses and presentations in the UK, Italy, Turkey and Bahrain. I have been educating myself becoming a Master Trainer with the computer software for Mind Maps, iMindMap.

The whole trip was to be three months, lasting until 15th December, but one company canceled the arranged courses I was to do, leaving me a huge bill and difficulty in rearranging flights. Not only have I lost out, but participants have lost-out, some have had to rearrange holidays and work, my translators have also lost work.

OH POO POO

So today I am off to the UK for an early bath.

It is no good crying over spilt milk, so you’ve got to laugh.

If you have lost a contract, a loved one, a set of keys, a romance, visit http://www.ohpoopoo.com.


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Eating Out NLP

What we did with the chocolate cake

The big chocolate cake I was given, was carefully carried back to Mehpare’s house where I am staying. I know just the thing, we can have a party. Mehpare‘s children Ata and Basak, will love that.


Half an hour after arriving home, there is a knock on my apartment door.


There is Ata with a drawing he had coloured for me, and a present that Basak had made me.



    


So, there was nothing for it, but to have a ‘birthday’ party, light the candles, light the sparklers, cut the cake, and eat it.


Ata, Basak, Mehpare, Gul the housekeeper, and myself ate a piece of the cake and played some games.




So much left. Oh well I am sure Mehpare‘s husband Necdet will enjoy a slice or two after I have gone to Bahrain

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Eating Out NLP

Another Chocolate Cake


I love chocolate cake.


It has been an exercise I have given myself whilst training, to see how quickly I could get a chocolate cake to appear from the participants within the course.


Over the last few months I have not played so much with this task, thinking about my health and my diet.


In my last courses in Gaziantep, Turkey, providing NLP training, I must have unconsciously sent a message of chocolate cake to the participants, for surely I planted a seed that grew.


A chocolate cake was not in my mind as an outcome.


Therefore no chocolate came, well apart from the one from the Nippon Hotel in Istanbul.


It was after working 1-2-1 with a client on Monday evening, with a young man with a personal issue, that a very large chocolate cake arrived, a thank you gift from him and his mother.





What am I going to do with that I wonder?


I would have a heart attack if I ate it all myself. I am hungry, so I am sure I will find a way.