Old, sick, weary, but harmless. I need to make others smile!
Incel Inchy: Thursday 6th June 2024
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – After posting this on the blog, it said there were no injuries; I later read that one lady had died in her flat. So sad.– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – A speeded-up minimum diary this time. So late updating from here onwards, on Friday morning. I hope to tell you about it tomorrow. Well, it’s tomorrow already. I’m confusing myself again!
Not a good colour.
Blue hue to the morning sky.
Four waste gags into one.
Sorted out the nibbles stock & reloaded the Carer table pots.
Carer Chris arrived while I was doing my ablutions. He pointed out that the neck shaving I thought I’d just finished doing was not shaved. Thanks to Peripheral Neuropathy, Pete, I cannot always have a sense of feel when touching things; as today, I couldn’t feel the stubbles of neck hair that I’d missed. So he got the razor and saw them off for me. Thanks, Chris!
I carried on with CorelDrawing for the top articles: The Ode, Snippets, Horoscopes, and other graphics. But it was taking me so long that time ran out. Humph!
Amazon Delivery. Nappies… I mean, Protection Pants Nappies stored below the drinkie-treats. Expensive Diabetic socks. But it is worth paying the extra for these Diabetic Snob Socks. Work a treat, comfortable too!
Pareidolianiable and Bootiful.
A ready-made black bean and beef meal microwaved. A whole-meal baguette soaks up the liquid. Before cooking, it is added to the dish with chestnuts, red and green peppers, and a jar of black bean sauce. Slurp! Much of it ended up on my billing stomach and Protection Pants. Haha!
I made an order with J Sainsbury’s for next week. I hope that they have some Lemon Tartlets and Maryland Vegan cookies in stock this time.
Another pareidolianiable and bootiful view of the evening skies. I hope you can see what I do in this one.
I see only three circles?
TTFNski
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!
I only found two – that lower green rock didn’t seem different at all. Ah the ode, fond memories by the sounds of it. I can still remember Scotties icecream coming round by horse and cart in Sutton-in-Ashfield – the gardeners would all dash out to claim the dung.
Bet that a good memory, Paul? We were blessed with Railway Horses delivering locally, Shipstones Brewery dray horses, they were massive, (As was their deposits we battled each other to get, Hehe), the milkman, the rag & Bone man, and a single man dairy delivering milk too. Ah, memories!
Cheers.
I only found two – that lower green rock didn’t seem different at all. Ah the ode, fond memories by the sounds of it. I can still remember Scotties icecream coming round by horse and cart in Sutton-in-Ashfield – the gardeners would all dash out to claim the dung.
Bet that a good memory, Paul? We were blessed with Railway Horses delivering locally, Shipstones Brewery dray horses, they were massive, (As was their deposits we battled each other to get, Hehe), the milkman, the rag & Bone man, and a single man dairy delivering milk too. Ah, memories!
Cheers.
🙂