Imperfect Inchy: Fri 23rd Aug 2024

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Oh, a much better colour!

I felt sorry for the poor birds out there trying to keep their nests in the trees and find food for their young.

Then I felt sorry for myself.

Took this snap of three little dogs on their morning walkies.

Second attempt on the loo.
ARRGH!

Still awaiting the sun to come out to play.
Which it did eventually.
The rain didn’t last long.

Made a brew and got a visitor. Doing the carer’s assessment.
Both hearing aids ran out as I put them in. Q&A session. Not that I can remember much about it; I was in the middle of a seizure when he arrived.

I mentioned the wind coming through the kitchen windows and vent, is was damned cold in there. Not thinking, of course. It’s nowt to do with Meridian. I bet he thought, “Hello, I’ve got the right one here!”

The clouds thickened a little, and the sun forced its way through minutes later.
Beautiful!

This thermometer was in the kitchen, leaning against the kettle, showing 58°f. Brrr!

Carer Joanne arrived, and seconds after she’d gone… came on. No long ones. But repeated short ones, to be honest, the next two hours are a bit vague at best. Part of the mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, which is losing its marbles?
I just thought I’d mention the misreckonings, goofs, typos, typographical and grammatical cock-ups I’ve made.

Getting hungry now, and it’s getting late. I’ll make a meal.

Finally, a meal I could enjoy.

Night-night shots are taken within ten minutes of each other.

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BONUS ODE

Wot I had, mine & didn’t, not mine…
I never had a concubine,
No working flexitime, all full-time,
Never been to a pantomime,
Not involved in organised crime, 
I once got stuck in quicklime,
I spent much of my life wasting time,
Excitement for me was mealtime,
Especially potatoes with thyme,
Played football once, & got taken off at half-time!
Life’s been long, with little ding-dong,
I could describe it as a song…
A little less conversation, No Communication!
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Fare Thee All Well!