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Murky nocturnal wee-wee.

Then, five minutes afterwards…
Didn’t want to flush away?

Through balcony from in flat.
Same shot without flash on.

Checked WC, and I forced the evacuated product to disappear this time.

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called, sorted the meds, and got the leg and ankle strappings fitted.

Two shots from the kitchen.
Not very good ones… again!

Ocado arrived.
Thompson’s Teas, favourite biscuits, mushroom risotto, and a pot of bicarinate of soda.
Microwave cooking pot, chips, potato cakes, surinami sticks. And some M&S ready-prepared Scallops!
Beetroot, sauces, soda water, and crab!
Somehow I got them in the fridge.

End car park mudslide shrivelling!

From inside the balcony. Not much rain today.

I think they must have lasted on and off for three hours or maybe more. I sort of returned to reality in actuality, and was taking the cooked scallops out of the oven, with Carer Chris, in the other room on his mobile.
I sat down to eat the scallops on their own.
I’d eaten all bar four of them and remembered to take a photograph for the blog. My limited conversation with Chris is a little vague. They tasted alright.

Washed the pots and put the TV on, The Vicar of Dibley was showing. When I remembered that Carer Sam had called earlier. I’m sure I mentioned my problem with the finances and direct debits, maybe told her about the text messages and emails from the bank, concerned about my financial status. Asking me to contact them. I need to arrange for to go with me as she is the appointed go-between with the bank. For her to call them to make an appointment and arrange lifts for me, for when she will be available to help me. I assume this was spoken about, but… maybe not?

The last Carer Call was by Carer Chris. I was with it when he arrived this time.
I took this snap of him, giving me the ‘Glare’ expression with a lingering smile in there somewhere. Haha!

Late-night shots.

I think I may have used this one before?
Being a clog-head has its advantages.
It’s just that I’ve not found them yet!

My body decided I needed a meal, so I made one.

Not all that good, but I’ve made worse ones over the many Antagonistic,  Fearful, Depressed, Angsty, Anxious, Accifauxpas-ridden, Failure-infested, Lonely, Mentally Festering, and Medically Monsooned last few years.
Don’t I sound cheerful? Hehehe!

TTFN