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BAD NIGHT’S KIP
The darn-nabbed went on for four hours, without any breaks, peace, or sleep to be had. Eventually, I gave up trying. I’d had nod-offs earlier, but they were all cut short by Carer visits, or the new thing now, rally jerking awake violently. It’s a wonder I haven’t had myself off of the c1966, £300 charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, not working, crumb-covered from the nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, virus breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, recliner; there were so many of the yet to be named, unnerving episodes of cruel waking ups! Worse than ever, now.
Still, I got a few early photographs done. Stayed up late to get some sunset clouds. TTFN.

The great colour of the urine in the night pouch was impressive.  I put the results of the urine on the Health Check graphic, the wrong way around – 6-3, instead of 3-6. Normal Service will be resumed as soon as possible… that is if , if that pesky nuisance I named leaves me alone at night.

Balcony shot of showery, misty morning weather.
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Took this one with the flash on, Tsk!
Then this with it off.
took a shot of his own accord, and without
telling me as well! Hehehe!

Later, as the mist departed and the rain did not, I opened the end window, got wet, and took two shots of the end car park.
And a close-up of the morning mudslide puddle
A fair size today

A mug of Glengettie tea and an apple pastry

The Asda delivery arrived
Today, he was a friendly driver who helped a lot by bagging the stuff from his containers into carriers for me. Most helpful chap.
The first bag was emptied and stored away.
Food cupboard stock, and Carers, nurses nibbles.
Two favourites here;
Red Leicester cheese nibbles, &.
Brown part-cooked baguettes.
For the fridge…
Which was well filled up.
As was the freezer!

Late afternoon skies…
Fantastic!
Could be the moon’s surface?

An hour later…

Amazingly, the sky got lighter and brighter not long later.
Just caught the end of the sunset.
Well, almost!

Now for the treat of the Year to date.
Took me a long time to get prepared, I used the air-fryer to do the potatoes. The tomatoes were tasty, and I can’t say that very often from Asda or Iceland bought fruit & veg.
The two sourdough mini-baguettes were smothered in the best tasting… better than any real butter, Asda non-butter butter. And smoked tomato ketchup dabbed on them.
And overfilled with the knuckle. That I sliced without any injury to any digits.

Gorgeous!
A Taste Rating of 9.3/10.
Cause the potatoes were not so good.

The evening carer called, but I just don’t know who it was who came. Chris or Victor, I think.
When I woke up later, the cataracted eye was feeling like grit was in it. So I know that the eye drops were put in, and the night bag had been attached to the day pouch for me.

I soon nodded of after making a note of events on my pad, and yet again the blasted started. I knew I could do nothing, so I accepted it this time and tried to follow my wild thoughts and understand them.

A waste of time that was!

Evening all!