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Pathetic Parole Board Pansies!
Overpaid, money-grabbing, HMG Pleasing Official Murderers!
My hatred of these HMG-controlled, scum moneyites has no limit!
Prejudiced, biased, inequity, greed! A complete & utter
disregard for the victims and families of those raped, robbed,
or murdered by the shits they have pathetically freed from prison.
No shame or guilt! They are worse than criminals!
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I slept a bit better last night once I got off. Rose removed the night bag and required the services of the Porcelain Throne. I could tell this was going to be an evacuation of a differing style from the last few day’s events. The rumbling innards could actually be felt, and I suspect,
had I good hearing, would have been heard,  as well! The repeated refilling of the WC tank is taking it out of me. Can you
believe it? Constipation Konrad has been crushed by the return
of Trotsky Terence! Three visits in an hour – no doubt more to come.
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The sessions started very early.
Each one was a slurpy, messy spitting-it-out job. Pebble-dashing the porcelain, my bum, and somehow it even sprayed the legs this time. On the rebound, mayhap? Hehehe! On the third one, the floor copped for a few sprinkles as well.
It may have been in the morning, but it was a nightmare cleaning up and refilling the tank with buckets of water from the kitchen. I was about buggered by the third session!
Now, I’d like to take the time to give some advice on ablutionalisationing in the shower. I genuine tip or two to help prevent what happened to me.

On the right is the object I head-butted when the carbolic soap shot from my fingers, and I bent down, holding onto the grab rail to retrieve it. You may be partially sighted as I am, but here’s a little tip. (I just washed mine as well; Little Inchie, Hahahah!) In the event that you followed my tip last year, here’s the thing to remember if you can: I mentioned keeping your good arm on the bar at full length – what I missed off last time was: Do not let the arm slip off of the grab bar – especially when you on the way down to retrieve your carbolic bar of soap. Just a tip, as contacting your forehead with the corner of the power box is likely to damage it; doesn’t do your forehead much good either.

I decided not to use the grey bucket for emptying the pouch in. From here on, until the toilet has been mended, I’ll keep it full of water in the bathroom to make it easier when I use the WC to start the refilling trudge from the kitchen to the wet room.
Blown if it doesn’t look like rain coming on through the kitchenette window? A little glum view.
Did the Vitals, and I made up the graph. Not a thought in my head about my having done both recordings in the morning, missing off the PM one. Sad!
As I was putting the kettle on and dropping the tub of Glengettie teabags on the floor, as I gingerly rose up, the wind could be heard, even by me, and rain poured down.
who called earlier after the second visit to the . It was he who fetched the medications and night bags for me; bless him.
came later on. She said she was busy and didn’t stay long. As she was leaving chimed out, called, “Someone to see you”, and departed.

It was our local councillor, Dr Nayab Patel. Asking if I had any problems. She said in a manner and tone that told me immediately that she’s already asked many others and regretted it! Poor gal!
I told her how I appreciated what the council provide. This pleased her. her fellow Councillor, who’d been in to see Josie at the same time, was ringing my door buzzer to rejoin her. Well, that went well, I thought.

The rain had stopped, and the blue sky with clouds appeared. An absolute total pareidolia’s delight! Do you see the open hand and fingers to the left of this cloud? Bootiful!

From the left window, I can see seashells in this cloud, whelk shells maybe? And some of the fingers that are overlapping from the right window picture? Also, there’s an animal head in there somewhere?

Oche bejesus, I forgot to put these on the right in.
From the  20 minutes only of wind and rain falling!
Top through the right window kitchen, second through the left one.
The second from the left window.
Then the bottom one through the bottom narrow window, really close-up to it.
The rain spots came out looking decent?

Carer Carol-Ann, then Sam called… or, it may have been the other way around?
The pouch emptying was done in a disposable pot so as to keep the water in the wee-wee bucket available for the non-working WC duties and refilling the water tank. Only been two more visits up to now. But I had to remember to keep an eye on the level. 200 max fit into the bowl.

Well, I do declare! – It looks like the leg geyser papules are trying to come back? Amusingly, again with or in a face shape? Not as funny as the first time. I might end up with a map of the moon? Or perhaps just one giant geyser papule? Hehehe!

Got some tomatoes and imitation bacon bits in the saucepan. Then I ferreted around in the freezer and found some vegan sausages, can’t read the date on the packet… , but I’m sure I will be okay. You can put that on my funeral plaque. “But he was sure he’d be okay” Hehe!

Get the nosh done next. There’s no doubt about it; this was not one of my best efforts at making a meal. I thought I’d added my usual extras and flavourings to the dish as well. The best I can grant for the Flavour Rating is 4.2/10. Shame! Maybe the sausages were out of date after all? The bread was nice, though.

Washed the dots… erm… pots and then actioned the activities. Which were messy; almost liquid again. But at least it was all over with one splattering of the porcelain.
Then the task of fetching water from the kitchen to refill the water tank on the W.C. No problems with it this time. Cleaned up the wet room, then into the kitchenette to make sure things were alright, and boy, what a night view! Lovely it was!

I hobbled to get the camera and took these shots over the next ten minutes or so.

The bottom one reminded me of a sci-fi film with a visit from aliens meeting. Can’t recall the name, but it was good, and the dark cloud seems to rise from the ground made me think of the film. The one where the Americans were talking to the invaders with lights and sounds? I’ll have to look it up. Nope, can’t find it… Tsk!
Minutes later, it looked like this on the right.
This a perfect photograph and scene for any of the pareidolia lovers who might be reading this blog.

TTFNski!