The first-day pouch emptying. What the heck is that in the bowl?
It’s still icy out there…
The bottom field is, too!
Far end protected by the poor trees?
The pigeons were only on one rooftop? It must be a feeder living there.
Took a tumble. Nae bother.
Nightfall.
I only got one of them. Tsk!
Bad day for the internet…
To Date!
Late Carer, from another sight. Fear, or Fuhrer, I think his name was. Lovely lad, Sorted me, no strapping needed. I tried some new hearing aid batteries. Not much of an improvement, though.
I got some chips in the oven and garden peas in the saucepan. I will do a burger of sorts to go with them a little later on.
Back later, I hope.
I’m Back!
Super-Meal! Taste: 9.3/10!
Not looking forward to the struggle to get to the hospital this Friday morning. Cheers!
By Inchie
78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk!
Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe!
I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
You go a pretty nice bruise from you tumble. This is a super looking meal. Beautiful sunset.
Thanks, Tim.
-5c – 23f This morning. Brrr!
Are you mornings cold too, Tim?