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A bright morning with snow.
Bright-looking urine in the bag is good!
Down to just four visits today.
Email from Asda – order on its way.
Made a brew of Glengettie.
Asda order arrived.
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Pondered on whether to have casserole for a nosh?
Put the rest of the fodder away.
Fridge before and after delivery.
Note that it is not full!
Tried the Vegan butter later. It didn’t
spread well, but tasted grand!
Took some more view photos of the light snowfall. See
above… Not the houses, which I reckon must either have
a Cannabis farm in the loft, that, or they are so rich
that they can afford to heat the attic? Hehehe!
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The footfall in the snowfall, in the bottom field.
Later, a man and his dog caught my attention.
Well, it was the wildly wagging tail of the dog
mainly. Boy, that dog loved the snow!
During the day, I had the attention of Carer Josef,
Carer Adele, also & I think Carer Carolynne.
But since the arrival of
any name could well be the wrong one.
Sorry about that!
The snow gave us another covering.
Throne visit six attended. Every one of the
previous sessions were a watery-gurgling mess.
This one was the complete opposite..
lost out to the new King
of the Throne’s return – !
followed the evacuation.
Then, I walked into the door frame on my way out...
And pulled the tubing
that was stuck in Little Inchie. Naturally, this left poor
.
Undaunted by this mini-series of S,
I made a refreshing mug of Thompson’s Punjana tea…
Taking the first drink of it at the computer,
gave me a nudge,
and the mug and tea dropped from my grasp!
Of course, I took this in my usual casual, calm,
devil-may-care-but-not-me nonchalance.
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I was close to crying with frustration!
I made the meal of the day…
I’d forgotten about the potatoes in the slow cooker. Not that
I needed them; I’d gone a smidge.OTT without them.
The plant butter on the bread rolls tasted wonderful.
Did a bit on this blog, mostly getting things wrong, lost
all concentration as my eyes failed, and my head
drooped. I gave up!
Would you believe it? Another visit!
The good doctor is quite something. Too bad you can’t take Cathy Catheter outside and write your name in the snow. Looks like a good haul of groceries. Great looking meal.
Made me larf at the thought of hosing my name in the snow, mate. Hahaha!
Carer Richard is not calling, but no one will say why? Is he poorly? Has he jacked the job in?
Worried about him, but it seems secret what’s happened?
That’s not good. It would be nice to hose you name in the snow in Nurse Nichole’s handwriting.
Hahaha!
Great thought, mate!