INCHIES PHOTOGRAPHICALISATIONS
Approx’ 17:00hrs. After putting in the eye drops, I cleaned my spectacles and let them settle; I then sprayed the eyes with the cleanser refresher. Not that it made a lot of difference.
18:50hrs: Took a Sunsetting snap. The weather was warm with it. The wind getting up a smidge. I may have obtained these pictures from the kitchen window out of order. I do a lot of that nowadays!
Around 19:30hrs, I had to get up for a wee-wee. I do a lot of that nowadays as well. Hehe! I’m glad I did, though. I caught the last view of the sun, and I did it without any red spots showing in the frame. 
This shot I must have taken earlier, or the next day mayhaps? Also, I’ve forgotten what it was and why I took it. Hope in beating the onset of Dementia, Doreen, is fading.
Obviously, even to me, this shot was taken from the balcony of the Chestnut Walk end car park. The red van man parked in his regular spot, on the chevrons, next to the no parking painted on the floor.
The next day’s picture of the Chestnut Walk ends car park. The white van at the back has been there for some weeks now, if not longer? Red van man still claiming his naughty parking space.
Ah, we are on yesterday now (Tuesday). I remember making one of the worst meals I’d ever done. I’d forgot that I’d put the chunks in the slow cooker, peas in the saucepan, and potatoes in the oven with all the kerfuffle. And pressed on with the blogging for another six hours or so. Tsk! When I realised, late on in the night, I did my best to rescue a meal out of them. The chunks and peas were terrible and untasty, having all the flavour cooked out of them. The potato skins were too hard to eat; a little of the flesh was edible, just about, with the Worcester sauce I put on them. Flavour rating: 2.5/10!
(Tuesday): Not many, the SD card Reader reduced to load many others. Grumph! I got these on by going into CorelDraw and importing, then saving them, exporting them to the Inchcock file, and then loading them onto the media file. A frustrating, time-wasting effort. But we wouldn’t like to miss the Red-Van-Mans parking, would we?
I had another look from the balcony, and Red-Van-Mans van, looked like it hadn’t been moved.
So, I finished the blog many hours later than usual.
The evening sunset was late coming again. but I stayed awake to get a photographicalisation. Not that I could sleep anyway. Sweet Morpheus seems to be absent a lot this last few days.
The evening carer arrived, and she sorted the tablets for me. Washed some pots and took the waste bags with her when she departed. Thank her muchly. ♥
Yet again, Sweet Morpheus was cruel to me. I hope he’s kinder to HRH Lisa, at Crowell Manor, in Fort Thomas. 💕 I wonder if the Lesser-Red-Spotted Billum is still lesser-Red-Spotted? Let me know, Billum.
Then Colin Cramps gave me an attack in the legs and feet… he enjoyed his visit I think… I didn’t! Hehehe!
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Lovely set of photos. Smug mode well deserved.
Thanks, Tim.
Just had a call from a new heamatolody nurse – Tsk! Falling in love again… Hahaha! Cheers.
Turned 77 this year after three years of lockdown in Mexico. Getting old’s a pain some times, but it beats not being here.
That’s true enough, Sir. Cheers, all the bestest!
The sun on the horizon is a well-taken bit of photographicalisationing magic, breathtakingly brilliant. I like how the sun held onto the right-side of that orb, then allowed it to stream across the horizon as if to say: look what I can do. Ain’t I great at portraying a bright red? A much betterer portrayal than the red van’s driver who does not believe that traffic laws do not pertain to him. Over here, that kind of person is known as a Sovereign Citizen. You can find many examples of these guys on YouTube by typing those two words. Happy viewing, Sir! Odd how people park in such ways. At least non of them park at 90 degree angles to the parking lines, thereby taking up 3 or 4 parking spaces.
A 2.5 is probably too high a rating for that particular nosh, I might have given it a lowerer niumber, but I wasn’t there to taste it, were I.
We are of recent return from our sojourn to the dental office 70 miles distant. The dentist took a casting to send out for the readers of teeth forms. Hoping for a good fit on the next visit.
When I get the time, and if the computer will let me, I’ll do a search for them, Sir.
One of None Handshake efforts. Har-har!
All the bestest wiv the teggies, Billum.
You could name your program “Get a Handshake from Inchy.” Perhaps on BBC 3.
The teggies are holding up. Back in the 1950s, I had a mouthful of mercury fillings, a good way to become a mad hatter!
Ah, that gives me an idea for a graphic title, mate; “The Mercurial Mad-Hatter, Lesser-Red-Spotted Professor Billum!” Hehehe! Rather ‘Humerious?’ Har-har!
Good wishes and intention posted through the ether, for all at Crowell Manor. 💕
Very glad to be rid of those red spots, do not miss those circa 500 eczematised locations at all. Humerious indeed!
Good wishes to you on the other side of the ether too, kind Sire!
Oh, I’m glad to hear they’ve skidaddled, Sire.
And that you you and HRH are recovering from your dentical excursioning.
TTFNski ♥
I do not miss those spots at all, glad that they have skedaddled. Good riddance!
A successful excursion was enjoyed by all, now we just wait for the installation procedure next month.
It goes on and on dosen’t it Billum?
Progressing… Better than not doing so, Sir. Good lucketh!
Yer gorra do summat, nowt, or owt.
Goodeth Lucketh!
Erm… Haha!
Erm indeed!
Haha!
One good erm deserves another. 🙂
Well put! Hehe! The rumbles are beginning as I type this… Please… not again!
TTFN
Just a little background ambient sound creation, better than anything done by the Herberts of the world.
TTFNski at yer, mate!
Good way of veiwing thr situation, Billum. Haha!