By Inchie
78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk!
Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe!
I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
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And not a soul was stitting on Mouse Hole Way!
They be at home, sozzled, I imagine. IF memory serves me tight. Hehe!
“stitting” somehow was meant to substitute for “stirring” Oh well, you figured it out! Sozzled indeed! If you had the cat after you all the time, sozzled helps!
Understood! Hehe!
Do you remember all the brouhaha about neutron bombs in the late 70’s and 80’s? I believe you have captured what the streets of Nottingham might look like after a neutron bomb in your series of wonderful photos! Speaking of neutrons, do you remember the Pointer Sisters’ song “Neutron Dance”? https://youtu.be/i-jdhorGtQI
Just had a look at the Neutron Dance, Tim. Not heard that song before, but I’ve enjoyed it now.
Got looking up the bombs after you mentioned it.
Not keen on either, myself. Haha!
TTFN