We know you're NOT listening or caring

But hear this. We aren't either. We aren't the same fucking daft soft touches.

So when you call because your in trouble our door is firmly fucking SHUT.

Happy days, so we can care for those that care and listen.

We always cared .But fuck it's getting harder.

We always cared. Guess it's one of the reasons I struggle at time's. Since Mel was killed.

I am haunted with the times we were on our knees begging for help. ( Medicine).

Aye, haunted. I still see Mel crying and screaming at people ( only to be told we had anger issues).

I wake up raging. Only to see it's quiet. ( Mostly).

So aye, we struggle as people that made us beg etc. pass.

But when they've fucked off. We beam again and enjoy the simple life.

Our drug off choice

Our drug off choice. Over £100,00 paid in tax 

Without it would have committed suicide years ago dealing with PTSD etc. not too mention life's bollocks.

We have to stand in the rain as people look down their noses at us. Yet they take more tax off us so they can take proper drugs.

If we were using heroin alcohol etc .

We could get it on prescription.

We know we're mugs. But at 65 I'll carry on taking baccy.

And work the beach in all weather to pay for it.

What a joke. Lol

Many thanks tae David oor Highland postie.

Many thanks tae David oor Highland postie, after the snow and storms. He managed to get through Tae the Blackbus. Takes a lot for the postie not to get through. Total respect.

After recent events. Including being robbed after helping someone etc.

As always faith restored.

He delivered my movement orders for the winkles. So I get back to work. 

And as a wonderful bonus he gave us a box of chocolates.

Happy hermits xxx

Snobs, what's more annoying. Snobs on benefits

Helped this snob out . ( Long story). What's more annoying. Fucking snobs on benefits.

Still we've learned. Now it's deckchairs and pads. Or simply stay in a warm bed.

Homeless

Being homeless, aye many times. Mostly in " proper houses".

Aye homeless in those walls. 

Family all around,never felt more homeless. Many a night.

Aye, Homeless in a crowd. Then the zip pulled back. And stars dance.

Ah, home at last.

Taz ready. few upgrades. happy hermits xx

Taz ready for a trip to Lochinver. 45+ mile round trip. Happy hermits. Need to go to post office.  And few other places. Tent etc etc aw stored. 

Love ma wee bike. No MOT, no tax,no insurance,no fuel well maybe a banana. Gentle pace. And good for the environment.

Hugs from the dafthermits xx

Here we go again!!!!

.. abuse, ignorance, no respect, etc etc. Aye, we agree brother. Should have stayed in bed. 

When in doubt, say sorry to the abusers

When you're doubting yourself again. ( Long story). Simply say sorry to the abuse.

Watch the response. And all doubt goes. Put the kettle on and dance again, before slamming the door on the abusers. Simple days.

Love you babe xx

We loved the snow for many reasons. Not least it slows down the abuse. Lol

Stay safe everyone. And trust yourself. Especially as you have over 120+ years experience 

The dafthermits xx

Happy hermits

You can't live in the Scottish Highlands without at least one car ?

Stopped driving now nearly a year and a half.

Now my only form of transport. Trusted wee bike. Walking or by boat.

I don't miss driving at all. The benefits of simply ditching the car. Priceless 

Told by Dr. a year after Mel was killed/ died. we didn't know how ill Mel was. Eh, my reply before nearly committing suicide.

What the fuck did they think she had. A fucking headache. As we wheelbarrowed the meds home ?

Man o God came calling

Last Friday . I was in bed recovering from hurting my back. 2 weeks dealing with the aftermath o a load o shite ( long story).

I was lying there trying to turn over. When a van turned up outside Molly ( bus, home).

I heard someone get out and wander about.

Fuck it I thought, managed to get to the door. Opening it I found it was just a visitor taking pics.

We got chatting, then as I stood chatting to him.

I dropped backwards and crashed to the floor. Head bouncing ( as I came too, my first thought. Fuck, it's been 8 years since that happened. Twice in Mel's last year. )

The guy was flapping. Asking if I needed a Dr etc etc.

No, no thanks mate. I'll be fine. After a while. He left.

Funny thing was , I really enjoyed his visit.

Then Monday . A man o god turned up. Seemed my visitor was still worried about me. And had called into the next house. 9 miles away.

I have known the man o god for a few years now.

He turned up asking if I was ok. Aye, aye I said. Then he told me about the tourist.

Hugs Tae the visitor, hope to see you in the Spring.

Anyway, got talking and said all the abuse etc had caught up and I collapsed.

He then went on to tell me about forgiveness. As I explained I have decided to turn my back on them.

He said that's where we're different.

Good , thanks. Confused he looked as I said.

The next fucking abusive cunt that turns up I'll sign language to him.

" Fuck off, but a man o god lives doon the road" 

Come rapist's, come murders etc. 

Shook his hand.

That's a fucking weight off oor mind, eh babe ? Xx

Coffee, sexy xxx

A wee card from a fellow dafthermit

No idea who it is. But arrived on a perfect day.

Hugs from the dafthermits xx 

Good morning my lovely

A wee page I found in Mel's diary. She had left it in my toolbox.

During the last year.

Bear baiters

Bear baiters, or sick fucks. Especially when they get angry because the bear etc etc get angry.

I hear time after time o sick fucks paying people to harm someone or an animal for their pleasure.

As a couple wee had many fucking bear baiters turn up. Then as we were confused and started arguing. They smiled.

Aye, we've got a few stories.

And we will write more about them.

Dylan was amazing at spotting them. Being brought up in an abusive family.

Hugs xxx

Strange, but restores trust

Have always said. We loved storms . You always find out what's going on around you.

So, hurt my back a few weeks back. After being in bed for 2 weeks ( good diet).

I heard someone outside Molly ( bus our home).

I managed to get up and went outside.

It was a guy from Glasgow.

He was talking pictures. Got chatting.

Then I collapsed. Hurt my head etc.

After an hour the guy left.

He kept asking if I was ok. I said yes,yes.

After he left crawled back into bed.

Yesterday someone I know called in. 

He explained the tourist had called in. He was really worried.

Fuck , blew me away.

Not collapsed since the last year Mel was alive. Collapsed 2 times that year ( can't think why).

I never got his number. But after recent events. It restored so much.

We hope to see you again.

Hugs from the dafthermits xx

Move on.. ( fuck off) we say.

Being told " you need to move on" especially when it comes from some abusive cunt. Hurts.

Aye, hurts.

A week after Mel died. From under a rock came a voice.

You need to move on.

We know what you're after.

Being told to not look back. 

Our reply " fuck off".

We have no choice. We have Tae watch abusers pass. Everyday.

In a smell. The abusers climb out.

A name brings back more abuse and trauma.

Aye we both suffered abuse and trauma all our life's.

Whether it was because Mel was English working in a nursing home in Helensburgh.

As kids. Mel being shagged by her dad. Me battered by both parents. Emotionally and mentally. Mel had all three.

Aye, we fucking moved on.

As I've said Tae a few true friends.

Fuck knows how we managed Tae grab so much happiness. As yet another fucker crawled to play their game.

Aye , Don't fucking tell us about fucking moving on.

I have totally shut down for the past week. Recovering. But We fucking will get back up.

We will bimble on for every. You sad bastard's.

Love n light 

The dafthermits xx

Toxic people

Dealing with toxic people, seems to be a full-time job.

But have the courage to say " fuck it". And the more you speak out. Suddenly all around silence. And happiness returns.

Love and hugs

The dafthermits xx