Inchie: Tuesday 2nd September 2025

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I was never happier than when I was canoodling,
I recall when the urge was first brewing…
1952, Christine at school, and bikeshedding,
I was shy, and she was bodybuilding,
Things I’d not seen before, I found amazing.

These adventures I found benchmarking…
At that stage and age, it was only fondling,
In 1956, we were barbecuing,
She was learning typing & bookkeeping,
I was street gas lamp lighting & snuffing,
Our routine became more challenging,
Groping, sharing and mingling…
Pairing, discovering and ogling,
Sauciness skills accumulating…
Temporarily ego-boosting!
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MEMORABLE EVENTS FOR THIS DATE
Include World War II’s official end with the formal surrender of Japan in 1945, the 1966 Great Fire of London beginning, the UK’s adoption of the Gregorian calendar in 1752, and the observation of World Coconut Day in recent years. 
A little less known, was on this day in 1952, WP Blogger Inchie, a six-year-old back then, was thrown off of Wilford Street Canal bridge by a motley gang of yobboes. Ending up resurfacing and clinging on for dear life to a rope hanging from the British Waterways barge. His hand frowing colder the longer the time went. Needless to say, he was scared stiff. He was prepared to lose his grip and go down and drown. But strong hands grabbed him, lifted him up and put him into a boat. A policeman took him home.
He got belted by Father for coming home soaking wet and dripping all over the linoleum.

Today made me all behind again, Humph!
Carer Ejaz performed a body check, administered medications, put on diabetic socks, monitored Health Check, and checked the food dates in the fridge. Two items were dished.

Took a balcony shot of the end car park, which had a little mud slide from the overnight rain, but it’s now cleared up.
Asda Deliver
The driver put the things in Iceland carriers for me.
Selection of favourites.
A few more…
I now have a good stock of spring water and soda waters. These keep the bladder working.

Vyne Delivery. I expected to find the catheter contraption spares, but instead, I found a packet of Barrier Cream sachets and some catheter pouch bags.

Two minutes later, the Amazon-supplied self-propelling wheelchair arrived. I struggled to get it into the hallway, but managed to put the Cream and bags on top of the wheelchair box.
Carer Nimra arrived and checked the barrier and catheter pouch cover.
We got the wheelchair into the balcony for assembling later. ,
Not much room.
Showing the damage to the wheelchair box on arrival. Nimra counted a total of 22 holes, tears and/or crushed corners. 

Carer Ejaz called. He took down the laundry, returned, and then attempted to erect the wheelchair.
This is as far as we got, (he) got with it, and we ran out of time. In between, Ejaz went down to move the washing to the dryer, then returned and had another go at getting the leg pad and brakes fitted. He managed to get one on. 

Going to get vague from here on, no notes on the pad. And I had the worst response to coming out of a seizure than I’ve ever had. This toyed with my brain, balance and patience.

Carer Mizra had bought the prescription medications.

L made a meal of potatoes and peas. No bread,
I thought I’d taken a photo, but there is nothing on the SD card.

It was a Bad Night – Full of blanks, depression, and those short, silly seizures, which left me puzzled and confused.

What a puddling day. Still, I’ve had worse!

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