Todays TFZer
Sunday 14th June 2020
Bulgarian: Неделя, 14 юни 2020 г.
04:30hrs: Reluctantly, I came back into imitation life, needing a wee-wee, so forced my bulk from the £300, second-hand, c1968, rickety, none-working recliner, and off to the wet room. (I was not exactly full of enthusiasm at the thought of returning to life). I took the wee-wee, a SWAT (Sprinkly-Weak-Apricot-Tinged) configuration, washed my hands, noticed that the shower cloth looked a might stained for some reason, cleaned it and left it to soak in the hand basin.
I hobbled to the kitchen, almost on automatic pilot, for once Arthur Itis was in a good mood, or taking a breather.
I got the kettle on the boil. And I stood looking out at the morning view. No mist or fog today, I did a bit of self-analysing while I stood there, deep in involuntary self-denunciatory thoughts. By doing this, it only made me feel worse, and self-denigration ruled.
I was still dark, and I thought I’d use the Nikon to take a photograph, which I did. I selected the ‘Night landscape option, and a message came up to open the flash. The first shot is without the flash on; the second one was with the flash option. The first picture looked as it was to the eye. Neither of them was very good.
I wondered if a patient might have got burned or worse, had encouraged them, to put this warning on the box? Later I did a Google search for “Fenbid Forte gel” fire patient. And look at the pictures that came up: The first dozen and many more followed, that was from guess who? Me! From my old blogs. Well, here I am at a low ebb and disinterested in life generally more than ever, and fame at last! Hehehe!
The morning looked a bit better than yesterday’s did, only a slight mist forming now.
I went to use the Porcelain Throne, but try as hard as I could, there was no movement!
So, I gave up and went back to Computer Cameron. Did some updating, had a wee-wee, made another brew, left it in the kitchen, and returned the updating again.
I got the latest Coronvirus figures for Nottingham and England.
Then back to the updating again. Later on Facebooking and WordPress Reader.
Well, that didn’t take as long as usual. (Wonder if I missed something?)
I was still in Depression Defcon Three, I went to get the ablutioning tended to. Back in a bit!
I’m back! The ablutioning went even better than yesterday! No shaving or teeth-cleaning cuts, and in the shower, not a single dropsies!
It’s so much easier to get around with the trolley than any stick. Trouble is, on the bus, and going up steep hills, like the one I live on! Hahaha!
It was still a little misty outside. As I took a few seconds to have a nosey through the filthy window at the Woodthorpe Park. It dawned on me, I’d better get the spuds on for Josie’s meal. So, back to the flat and did just that.
I found them a little hard to breathe in them, but no doubt, if and when I can go out again on the bus, I’ll be used to them by then I hope. I plan to wear them when I go to take the rubbish and recyclables down the Steve, or go out of the flat at all, really.
I thought I’d got a bargain. I’ve just used the calculator, and I think they were about 10p each, compared to the £1 one’s I bought in town. Of course, being famous for my well known, recently acquired, since the stroke, arithmophobia, and dyscalculia; I may well have worked it out wrongly – £19.99 for 50.
I got Josie’s meal made up. It took me a while to get a decent photo of the tray, with Nocodemus’s Neurotransmitters kicking off. Not complaining, they’ve given me a good break this morning. (When it came to downloading the photo, so I could pick between the five terrible shaky shots, where were they? Gone! All of them, not one on the SD card? – Shagaraggles! I’m going potty!) Cheesy potatoes, gherkins, silverskin onions, tomatoes, Marmite cheese, mackerel in tomato sauce, and a can of G&T. Delivered to the door, from a distance.
Glugglegnatsworth! If you can you believe it? I’d ordered 12 packets of
I sat thinking for a while. I have mentioned these blank-periods to the Doctor on my last visit, a long time ago. She didn’t seem too concerned, it was as if I should expect them? At least, she didn’t come back to me with any suggestions or advice. How do I know every time after a blank, that I’ve had a blank? I slowly got myself more confused. But this one was obvious to me.
I got an email from Jenny. We swapped messages for a while. Thanks to Jenny.
Got some chips in the oven, and a hashed up meal. Rated: 6/10.
Mind storms, disturbing ones, made sure that my concentration on the screen was at a minimum.
Sweet Morpheous took her time in coming to me.
You make a rather good looking bandit in your mascherina. I take it your temperature is normal since you seem to be up to your normal whoopsiedangleplops, accifauxpas, and neuropathic knock abouts? You should audition your feet for a horror movie. They are looking quite monstrous. Excellent clear and fog comparison photos. Decent looking D grade meal you put together.
Googled mascherina, and got this up: (Italian) = radiator grill – usherette. Radiator grill, now that is humorous, Tim! Made me laugh out loud. Hehe! Great!
Inchies Ungulae, perhaps? I can see the queues at the Tate now… Haha!
They are so painful, Tsk!
If you like the photos, then I feel proud, cheers!
Mascherina is another name for mask, also.
Yes. But a much more colourful word. I like it, and shall use this today. Cheers.