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I wearily stirred from the broken spells of slumber. Edged my elephantine-bellied body to the edge of the £300 Oxfam charity shop bought second-hand, uncomfortable, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making,  positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner, and took this photo of the . 

Carried out the balance routine, rose gingerly, and into the kitchen with in tow.
Got the waste bags collated and taken to the front door, ready for collection by the kind Carers.

The stomach rumbled and squelched inside.
Off to the wet room I hastened. I was very nervous, thinking that I would not make it in time. However, things did not go to plan. Nothing unusual there, then! Getting the motion started was a long and painful exercise. To mask the pain of forcing things along, I had a go at the crossword book. Then, I counted the cracks in the ceiling and spots of dirt on the floor and mat. Eventually, a grindingly hurtfully slow evacuation began. It took ages and stopped part-way for a moment. I thought something would give inside my rear end, to maybe even split open! The exiting torpedo eventually freed itself with a clunk and splash! Immediately followed by perhaps a gallon or two of stinking, almost liquid follow-up! It was such a pleasure when it finally cleared! I’ll not waffle on too much about these events, just to tell you that three more evacuations during the day and night were all similar. (And the innards are still rumbling) Oh, dearie me!

I thought a mug of Glengettie might settle the tummy, and I made a strong brew and drank it… That did me no good!
Back to the for visit number two.
I’m getting all behind with things already, having to spend so much time cleaning up the Porcelain and myself regularly. Getting miffed off with these strange evacuations.

The tea went cold again.
I went into the kitchen to wash the mug and took pictures of the morning view. Not too bad an effort for me.
In the second photo, at last, I captured a shot of Venus in which you can actually almost see the planet!
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I’d apparently done the updating of the Monday blog. It took a good four hours to achieve this. I say apparently because I cannot recall anything for that period, even who the Carer was called. I had to look at the singing-in register to find out.

Arrived later. I was not entirely with it, and I will have to ask her if anything was decided that I need to do next time she calls. I’m sure she rang someone for me… I think.

I vaguely remember taking these two photographs of the view from the kitchenette.
And thinking about how unique nature is, producing such views of beauty. While tellurians continue eating, bullying, murdering, killing and hating each other.
Just a thought.

I used to take the picture on the right. My being I got the idea to make this photo with the sun out, a little more interesting, and CorelDrawed in an additional graphic on an arm and finger. At the time, I think I had an amusing quip in mind to add to it… but with the attention of , the idea escaped the clutches of my inattentive memory. Most annoying. So, if anyone can think of a funny or suitable quote, please let me know… it might be the one I had and lost? Hahaha!

Challenge No. 2
I took this snap of the TV screen in the evening. A sad, blurry effort. But I thought it might be an idea to see if anyone in the know of British TV shows can identify the character… with the following clues, please.
1) A show recorded in Yorkshire.
2) Character names include Oscar, Greengrass, and Nick (the one in the photo).
3). The photoed character usually wears a uniform
4) A Buddy Holly song, the name of which is the series name, played at the start and finish of the programme.
WHAT WAS IT CALLED?

The Nosh!
Shortcrust pie, tomatoes, a bread roll, Followed by a pot of children’s jelly. Hehe!
The innards burst into like within half an hour! Back with great haste to the again. It was the same performance, be it took even longer to escape this time!

Did the last two calls.
and attaching sorted out.

Lousy night’s sleep again!

Go Forth & Be Happy!