Friday 4th August 2017
Swedish: Fredag 4 Augusti 2017
0430hrs: Stirred into life and exited the £300 second-hand recliner and off to the Porcelain Throne. Far less bleeding from Haemorrhoid Harold this morning.
I pondered over whether or not I am existing and living in a dereistic manner? This thought was brought on by memories of last night mental explosion and if it happened or did I dream it?
Got the mini-cup of tea brewed did the Health Checks and took the medications. All were looking good to me. Well, temperature a little high, but that is how it has been for a few days now.
Did you notice the red onion in this picture? I’ve no idea why it was there either. I felt sure that I’d put it in the bottom of the fridge after using some it on the meal last night?
Another wee-wee and I got the computer on. I had considered doing the long overdue laundry but decided to leave this until the morning (If I get up early enough).
I got the cramps in the left arthritic hand and fingers as I started typing.
Tsk!
Took a while for them to ease off this time.
Into the kitchen and took an extra Magnesium and Codeine tablet.
Got the diary for yesterday finished and posted off. Checked the Emails. Had a wee-wee.
Sorry, but the rest of today is a bit of a haze.
Had a funny turn, and now (Saturday morning) having made no notes and memory blanks of yesterday I am helpless in trying to do the diary update. Sorry.
Can’t even remember making or eating this meal – only the fact that is in the camera tells me I did so. So I must have been functioning alright?
However, the good news, no, the excellent news is, I am back on top form this morning and busy cleaning and hobbling and in good health, I fank you.
TTFN.
That is obviously a surveillance onion left by the body snatchers. It’s pretty obvious you were abducted by aliens, studied, probed, and experimented on. They erased your memory of it, and took a photo of what seemed to be a typical Inchy meal, leaving the “BLUF” clue (aliens aren’t always the best spellers) on the plate as a little alien humor, which means they were most likely Greys, possibly Nordic, but definitely not Reptilians (Reps have no humor). Although it looked like a decent enough imaginary meal. Happy to see you are back to normal hobbling around and doing chores. Those hand cramps are sure pesky. Too bad the aliens can’t fix annoying ailments. They only seem to be into abduction, anal probes, and making you forget about it, so you don’t get upset when they don’t call.
Hehehe! That cheered me up, Tim, thanks. Nicely penned!
Alien Danes, not thought of that one.
Haemorrhoid Harold might not like this. Haha!
Cheers.
Grey, Reptilian and Nordic are the three known types of aliens. We normally don’t hear as much about the Nordic aliens as we do bout the Grey and Reptilian aliens. Greys were made famous from the Roswell incident in the 1940’s.
Cheers, Tim.
I’ll think about naming the next one that visits the flats. Hehehe!
I suppose it’s difficult to rate a meal you don’t recall eating lol <3
Hehehe! Weird feeling, not knowing if I did or not, Corin. I must have surely? Hehe! XXX TTFN