Inchy Today: Sunday 16th March 2025

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DEPRESSION HAD GRIPPED INCHY – SORRY!
I’m surrounded by beasts & beauty,
HMG’s actions, most of them insincerely,
Killing pensioners, a target so easy…
We are ruled by Labour, conservatively!
What does it mean? Acting Starmerishly?
What to expect from your Labour MP?
There are some straights that we will see…
MPs are acting unethically, mendaciously,
Swindling, conspiratorially, & pretentiously,
Back-handedly, unmercifully, indifferently,
But they won’t match Starmer’s best ability,
His speeches & looks are perfectly smarmy!
Nor compete with natural insensitivity!
And how he lies? Scandalously!
I’m surrounded by beasts & beauty…
Call British Gas, get a humanoid robot,
Rang my doctor for an appointment, beggingly?
She telephoned me, you see,
For she couldn’t actually see me…
She phoned 8 days later; Great Scott!
She said something about age and caducity,
I told her of my problems… I’ve got a lot!
Seizures, Depression, Anne Gyna, etc. She said what?
I’ll ask the Matron if she’s got a slot…
For Matron, I’ve still got the hots,
8 days later, Matron came to see me,
Nothing has happened, well, I broke my teapot,
The NHS had gone all cockamamie!
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Nature has to take so much abuse,
The planet is doing so, too: what’s the use?
Convince ourselves of our own inadequateness?
It started with our predecessors,
Earth’s never been war-free,
Why can’t the world leaders see?
Only profit matters to the oligarchy,
We didn’t destroy our planet accidentally,
Rulers don’t accept it’s their responsibility,
The World ends by next January,
But that forecast is only approximately,
The reasons are no longer a mystery,
Overindulgence, inefficiently, caring insufficiently,
And it won’t end instantaneously!
Can you see the imbecility?
The end may arrive sooner & intentionally,
If God decides to go interventionally,
Few are interested in Jesusolatry…
This warning is only a preliminarily,
Can help come from the Flat Earth Society?
A million members, pseudonymously,
But it won’t matter soon… possibly…
One thing I forecast & guarantee,
It’ll all end ignominiously,
Hope you had a laugh. Now, for a mug of tea!
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Another broken night’s sleep. Being the principal offender. I must have taken about a dozen or more. But did nod off back to sleep quickly after each one. It was not until 05:00hrs that Shaking Shoulder Shirley joined in.

I gave up and got up.

Amazingly, at 13:40 hrs, I’d only had one more electric shock, and they stopped altogether. Not that I’m moaning about that. The seizures were on and off, with one long one that seemed to take it out of me. DDDDD came on and was a @;/d of a deep one. This got me harassed. Then, I felt guilty about getting upset about the missing laundry service, domestic help, and financial help. I’d got a pile of letters and some emails to get sorted. But I think I might not get any assistance with this issue. (EQ told me)
So, I spent hours and hours cleaning up and washing, and this blog suffered. Then, I sorted out, removing unwanted rubbish in the junk room for an hour or two. Not that it looks like I’d got much, if anything, done. Sorry.
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After sorting the catheter bags, I took this snap of the moon. Actually, I took five; this is the only decent one. Alright, I admit it… it was terrible, so I cut the moon off of one I took weeks ago and covered the misshaped one with it. Hehehe! Sneaky Monkey! Then, I started handwashing the thin nightshirts.

Carer Joe came as I was having a seizure. I could talk and think I did a lot of it. What about? Unknown.

This photo reminded me of something. I showed him the melted, frosted early rooftops and told him of my suspicions that weed was being cultivated in their lofts, and that might be why. Haha!

A right painful grind working on the junk room.
This reminded me of the things I’d got for Jenny & Frank. She tells me off for doing so. But the angel has helped me no end. I called her first to ensure she would be in and took them down to her flat. I left them outside her door and rang the bell.

The carer came as I finished the mopping and cleaned the tackle. I was not in good knick!

More waste to take to the rubbish shoot.

Doing the blog at long last; I estimate I might get it done on about the 25th of November. Hehe!

Better get the food on. Oh, no, the last Carer’s call is close.
Better leave it until he’s been. Well, I’m tired now!
I’ve already prepped it: egg rice and battered chicken sweet and sour ready meal. Sliced water chestnuts, garden peas, and some light soy sauce have been added with extra sweet and sour sauce. It’s all prepared in the microwave dish in the fridge and only needs to be done for 4½-minutes. I bet you I’ll fall asleep and make a mess on the chair and floor while eating it.
After the food delivery and caregiver have gone, I’ll be back to finish this in the morning (sleep permitting). Hopefully, I’ll remember to call Social Services and the chemist to learn about this confusing ordering system. (Sugar! Just broke my mug!)

Watched Newcastle beat Liverpool 3-1! in the Cup Final. Well, I nodded off a few times, but three of the goals. Liverpool are waning?

The carer has been on his ten-minute visit.
Now, I can get my dinner for the day.

Very nice!

Hope the photos stay on this time!
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TTFN – Have a great day. You deserve one!
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