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A lousy night of insomnia. Terrible night! Caused by and
&
mostly. Although the main protagonist was, without a doubt
. I rose from the bed at 04:50hrs, sensing that the Porcelain Throne would be needed soon. Perhaps this could be the return, the fight-back from
? I
removed the
, and made my way to the wet room.
At least things didn’t take so long today. I got the crossword book out, which showed my lack
of confidence in myself. Haha!
I had a wash of sorts, and went to the kitchen to check things had not been left on.
Oh, I saw that we had had some rain overnight but not a lot.
CORELDRAW
COCK-ED UP AGAIN.
I was livid!
I made a complaint on Trust Pilot. Explaining what had changed since the enforced upgrade I(Upgrade… Ha!) was downloaded and automatically installed. Other people complained about the rotten, non-existent helpline service and communication contact numbers not working. Shit, comes to mind.
I then tried to find a way around this lack of icons for Text. It took me hours trying to use the text as I had originally defaulted it to. There’s not a cat in hell’s chance. Every artistic or paragraph text I make has to be changed repeatedly to get it how I want it. Grrr!
ANOTHER WHOOPSIEDANGLEPLOP
Amazons Morrison delivery arrived.
This was the one I thought I’d ordered for next Tuesday. My spirits sank as if to say, ‘It Serves You Right for being a Pillock’ – While sorting out the delivery, I had at least eight mini
. And these doubled the time it took me to get the food away as I’d done some silly location placements! I had to go back and check. The silliest two I came across were putting the new cakes in the waste bin, and the ultimate one, putting a beef pastie (I found this mistake far later on) in the wet room with the shaving tackle.

Red potatoes
,
Bought even more dinkies! I’m going potty!
On the bright side, I did get some fresh garden peas, having found a way to cook them so they are softer, this should mean no bother with
.
Then I shelled the peas and tried leaving them in a saucepan with a sprinkle of demerara sugar in the water to marinate for hours likely for nine hours.
Finally, I have started updating this blog.
Then, the expected Iceland delivery arrived.
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Pulled away from my beloved blogging again and as if by some cunning plan, the
returned.
Note the two pasties near the microwave? Well, one of them, as I mentioned earlier, ended up in the wetroom. The other is in the freezer. I had to lose even more time by sitting down afterwards to try to unwind and give the stubbed toe a chance to ease off. I took a Codeine.
Carer Chris arrived. And I gave him some earache telling him about the CorelDraw crap and what I did with the groceries.
His response while I was working to find a way to get the text right and pointing out the problems to him, swearing a little, was to take my camera and some photos of me that I didn’t find until the morning. Hahaha!
Better put this result in now; I may forget to later.

Pretty evening clouds.
Made a meal and swiftly fell asleep on the c1966, £300 Oxfam charity shop bought, second-hand, wincingly grotty, beige coloured, crumb-covered from my nocturnal nibblings, itch-making, uncomfortable, positively unhealthy & dangerous, no longer operational, virus-breeding, easy-to-fall-out-of, Catheter-tube-trapping, recliner.
Two rapid bolts of lightning woke me up, and I decided to try to get into the hospital bed. This was delayed, and I just had to get up again to check the taps, cooker, door, etc.
I’m glad I did when I saw this view of offer.
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A frustrated Inchy climbed into his bed,
Forgetting he’s not been fed,
Remembering what CorelDraw had administered,
His joy glands had been aborted,
His plans thus far, frustrated,
His hopes were totally obliterated,
His failure rate fantastically increased,
He awaits peace and to be deceased,
Or an offer to be adopted, at least!
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Go forth with my bestest wishes!
I love the photos of you working at the computer and swearing. Reminds me of me.
Hahaha! Carer Chris takes good photographs. I’ll tell Chris on Monday. He set the new Kodak up for me. Cheers, to all.
I often feel relieved when I wake after a torrid dream, thought the images can stay with me for some time.
I’ve started remembering more of them nowadays, sometimes anyway.
The catheter pouch has not been replaced this week, so the Toothache has a challenger for top ailment of the week. Hehehe! The Catheter Tube. Arrgh!
Must find time to catch-up on the WP reader. CorelDraw problems have cost me dearly in lost time.
TTFNski, Sir!
I hear you – I struggle to get to the reader most weeks, if you can’t get to my replies – don’t feel obligated – I’ll still be here when you do. 🙂
Thanks, Paul.
CorelDraw eh? £300 for hassle and time consuming. Grrr!
I remember some lines from one of MLK’s speeches – he was saying that the term labour saving devices was an oxymoron, that they would in fact frustrate us. 🙂
MLK, is that Jameson Cronin, Paul?
He was a insightful man, methinks.
Martin Luther King 🙂
Oh, yes. Gorrit now you’ve told me. Hehehe!
A truly insightful man. A bit of a hero of mine.
Yes, mine too 🙂
🤴🏿 If that caller comes again, I see what he thinks… or better not. He didn’t sound like I’d take to his ideals.
No, best play careful I say.
High, Paul. Carer Richard tonight told me it was a mole… giving off electric shocks? Amazing. The ankle ulcer at the same time today. All down to the Peripheral Neuropathy methinks. Or not. Har-har!
Keep well out there, Sir.
Good grief, who would have thought?
With my body, I’m not surprised. Hahaha!
Lol, you haven’t lost your sense of humour.
Thank you, Sir.
Dramatic ode, Inchy, must be a heck of a dream to have. The photos are great, especially those of you.
Thanks Mr Dittmer. Carer Chris is a good photographer, a good steady hand.
There was a lot in the dream, Sir. Not that I can recall doing it at the time, but I’d scribbled some notes after I burst awake. Much of them unreadable. Never remember them sometimes.
Cheers, keep safe. 💠