Happy Birthday Mrs Figg

thanks Lance, I hope you are feeling better these days.

Getting there but very slowly. First day time dog walk on my own since March today.

flipping heck Lance, that sounds like you have been very poorly. Keep at the walking though, its bound to get easier soon.

Wow, you've been even worse than we thought! Having a dog is a good thing - will push you more than you'd push yourself.

Hope you get over this as fast as you can Lance, Dogs are a great "pick me up". ---- & fluffy cats ----- my friend has ducks, theyre cute

walking is very good for oxygen levels in the lungs, very healing but its not so nice if you feel too tired to walk, I guess you need to balance pushing yourself and knowing when to rest. But just being outside in bright light is good for seratonin levels. good luck.

I am fine with fatigue and oxygen is all good. Pain is my problem at the moment but working through as I said.

People have beaten far tougher things than this!!

I want to ask all these questions that may be too nosy. But you've been an uncomplaining trooper for a year and deserve your privacy. I just hope the improvement speeds up.

Feel free to ask whatever you want to. We are all friends here (I think).

Lancebloke wrote:Feel free to ask whatever you want to. We are all friends here (I think).

I think we are friends Lance, even if we have never met in the flesh.

Since you mentioned walking the dog, is it joint pain? is typical aspirin/ibuprofen ineffective?

If it is joint pain or temporary Arthritis , Glucosamine and Tumeric tablets are perfect for those symptoms.

My official diagnosis is Fibromyalgia although it is not a helpful one and doesn't really get anyone anywhere. Fibro is like ME but the main issue is pain rather than fatigue.

Basically, my brain has decided that it needs to protect me by stopping from doing anything. It tries fatigue, brain fog and some other fun stuff but mainly lots of pain. There is nothing actually wrong anywhere though.

Since pain is an output of the brain (not an input from the nervous system) it is that output I am trying to tackle by giving my brain new inputs (odd exercises, cold showers, pain related inputs) to basically teach it how strong is and that pain doesn't need to be a default output.

Arg, that's a tough one! Not understood, different pain pathways than most drugs treat...is the retraining your brain your own approach or expert guided?

Not that there are many experts out there for this thing...

Expert guided. People that have already been through it themselves for different reasons.

Pain is very misunderstood so not too many experts.

Happy Birthday Figgles   I hope you have a fantastical day !!!!!

{{ Happy Birthday Figg! Hoping youre enjoying it! }}

A new edition of NotP!  Now Figgs truly has a birthday to celebrate.

(I was quite interested in the story of the dancing figglets, but the red type makes it quite difficult to read, despite being already red, if you follow me.  Perhaps a special edition for the less visually acute may be prepared?  One might perhaps fade the background? It keeps getting into fights with the type and needs to be firmly subdued.)

 yay NotP !!  Thanks Petty. and thanks you guys, I love the new floral bustle too

I had actually forgotten it was my birthday for most of the day.  

Happy Birthday!!!

One might perhaps fade the background? It keeps getting into fights with the type and needs to be firmly subdued.- Halfy

{{Apologies Halfy, this is what happens when you need to get the NotP printing staff in on a weekend when they are usually drinking buckie while watching the weekends haggis kicking match. By the time the background problem was realised it was too late and we couldn't afford the Printers Union overtime rate in buckie to redo it.

I will provide a transcript. }}

The Secret History of the Dancing Figglette

After a dedicated search of many years by the diligent journalists of Your NotP we uncovered a, hitherto, unknown secret past to our very own Mrs Figg.

Long known for her associations through the years with many artists we can exclusively now reveal she also had a career in dance. Reaching fame and renown before mysteriously retiring and hanging up her tap shoes.

It all began from humble beginnings in the slums of Manchester when a young Miss Figg joined a 1890's chorus line.



Showing considerable promise but bored by the staid rules of Victorian cabaret, Figg soon found a new more exciting outlet for her dancing passion in the roaring 20's. Becoming a regular on the Flapper dancing circuit.



It was not long before she was picked out to join a four piece dancing troop, playing at some of London's most famed venues under the new stage name of The Dancing Figglette.



It was also not long before her talents among the four shone out, and she had clearly outgrown the group and struck out on a solo career when she was given the lead role in a Burlesque show in Paris's famous Moulin Rouge.



While critics and audiences alike roared praise upon her performances and dancing Figg was heard once to remark that she only did it for the corsets and the bustles.

After several years of rave reviews and a Burlesque world tour during which she once more changed her stage name, this time to Madame Figglette, it was clear her artistic heart and longings had moved with the times. The 1930's beckoned and with them would come a new career and a new stage name.

To the shock of all Figg quit her growing stage career just as fame seemed to be about to embrace her. She went back to her roots, small venues and dance halls and studied a new fashion, tap dance. She joined a three part troupe called The Dancing Bottoms and changed her name to the one she would be most famous as, Ginger Figg.



It was during the Golden Age of Hollywood musicals that Figg's flashing and tapping feet would lead her to fame.

She quickly became hailed for her versatility and the speed of her tap, earning her the nickname in the American Press of “Fast Feet Figgs, the fastest Tapper in the West'.



And then with the outbreak of war and to all's surprise Figg once more quit her dancing career. But this time there was no reprisal and her name and legacy were forgotten to history.

Forgotten until our journalists of the NotP tracked down this rare archive to the personal collection of art collector and businessman Odo Banks Esq.

Odo told our reporters, “I, um just had them t preserve them for history and future generations. What's in those boxes? None of your business! Get out!”

Whilst Figglette the Dancer was no more we have discovered that Figg remained closely in tune with trends of the day, snapped here at Woodstock, on an anti-Thatcher protest in her punk years and somewhere in a field in Cornwall at a 90's rave.







At some unknown time Miss Figg became Mrs Figg, and hung up her tap shoes to dedicate herself full time to becoming World Champion in a new endeavour, Verbal Sparring.

Copyright NotP @Pure Publications.

Very good, thank you. I always suspected some nicely toned gams were hiding under the pettycoats.

Oh hey Happy Birthday Figgs

oooh I say.