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‘Level of music playing at the same time in Porangahau’,
Longest place name in the world, I’m telling you…
Translates as “the place where Tamatea, the man with the big knees, who slid, climbed and swallowed mountains, known as‘’landeater’, 
Indigenous Polynesians of New Zealand, now the Māori, Taumatawhakatangihangakoauauotamateaturipukakapikimaungahoronukupokaiwhenuakitanatahu,
There are a lot of other things that I know and can do,
I can yodel, doxologise, and pass wind impromptu!
I can spray a room when I sneeze, Aitchoo!
I was a member of a highly trained aircrew!
Blowing up balloons for the Christmas party due,
I’m having a problem with the computer; I think it’s the CPU.
Cramp, & arthritis in my finger, it looks like a corkscrew…
Fell over, my right knee got a fracture or two…
Dropped and broke the kettle, making a mess of a brew,
Truth is, life? I haven’t a clue…
What to say, what to do, why, where or who…
To the Porcelain Throne, I’m a habitué,
No idea how I’ve managed to survive hereto,
My brain contains aliens, creating a hullabaloo, 
Neither notion nor clue, why they do what they do,
I’ll have to stop now, I need another phoo!
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TERRORIST MURDER AT MOSQUE
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Here’s what we know about the terror attack so far.
Victims: A car and stabbing attack took place at Heaton Park Hebrew Congregation Synagogue yesterday morning.
Two people from the Jewish community were killed: Adrian Daulby, 53, and Melvin Cravitz, 66. Three others are in the hospital with serious injuries.
Suspects: Counter Terrorism Police named the suspect as 35-year-old Jihad al Shamie. He was shot dead by firearms officers.
Police said he was a British citizen of Syrian descent and that his name did not appear in any records of Prevent – the UK government’s counter-terrorism programme. Three other people – two men in their 30s and a woman in her 60s – have been arrested in connection with the attack. Being held on suspicion of commission, preparation and instigation of acts of terrorism. The attack in 10 minutes: 9.31am: A 999 caller said a man was stabbed and a car was driven towards members of the public at Heaton Park Hebrew Congregation Synagogue, Crumpsall.
9.34am: Firearms officers were deployed. Police received further reports that a security guard was attacked with a knife.
9.37am: Police declared a major incident.
9.38am: Police officers fired multiple shots, hitting a suspected man.
9.41am: Paramedics arrived and treated four people for stabbing and vehicle injuries.
Response: Sir Keir Starmer said he was “appalled” by the attack and returned to the UK to chair an emergency COBRA meeting.
The King said that he and the Queen were “deeply shocked and saddened to learn of the horrific attack”.
Greater Manchester Police have deployed extra officers across the region today.
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06:00hrs: Removed the nocturnal catheter pouch and made my way to the . I only just made it in time, as a comeback from Trotsky Terence all but caught me out. The mess went into the WC, thankfully not on me or the floor.
I soon realised that was leaking on the right leg, the fractures on the left knee were painful, and I had shooting up the right leg, this time from the toes!

I made a brew of Typhoo Extra Strong tea bags in the small mug. Then got the Health Checks done. The SYS was at a higher level; all the others seemed okay. Put the gear back on the Carer’s table, and Carer Ejaz arrived. He soon got on with the medications. Medications first. Giving me just one of the Senna tablets. Then Ejaz foamed my suffering with   affected legs and ankles. Had a bash on the hoover, then double-checked the HC numbers were recorded correctly. Bless him.

OUT-OR-IT FOR TWO HOURS!
No idea if I’d fallen asleep or had a mammoth seizure. When I came back to an imitation life and consciousness, I was sitting on the scruffy, second-hand, circa 1968, non-working, moth-eaten, creaky, haemorrhoid-ridden recliner, hurting, and Little Inchy was trapped on the catheter tubing; the usual ultra-confusion and dizziness were not there as they usually are as an after-effect, stunting recovery. So, maybe I did go sit down and fall asleep?
But the computer had been left on. Another mystery of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, grotesque succubae, Whoopsiedangleplops, ailments, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, accifauxpas, rent increases, food price hikes, and the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, with my right leg leaking fluid yet again, & the fractured knee in pain.

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I got on with the blogging session, and the intercom rang out. I thought it might be Carer Ejaz, not realising how long I’d been supposedly sleeping. It rang of before I could get to the panel; this happens sometimes when someone sees them and admits them into the main foyer. But there were no signs of Ejaz – then it dawned on me: the giant pot of Marmite was due to arrive today from Amazon. So, I struggled into my slippers and hobbled down to the foyer. Sure enough, they (Amazon) had left the box, along with someone else’s, on the floor in the lobby. Both were crushed a bit in standard Amazon style. I managed to lift them both and went up with a lady I hadn’t seen for ages, who went to the 10th floor, and I went to the 12th. I took the other, not my box, the number 59, and there was no answer to my knocking on the door. So, I left it on the floor next to the door, and got back to my cell… I mean flat.
The previously purchased giant pot of Marmite is in a glass jar, next to the new large tub of Marmite. The new one has 100g more content! I still have some left to use on the old jar, which I plan to use later on my sausage sandwiches.

Ejaz came for a 13:00 visit. Foamed my legs again, they were leaking a little more then.

I decided on an early meal today. Even though there is a minute chance, as it may be, of a Community Nurse coming to change the catheter and patch the leaking legs up. The Neurology lady might be calling about the Trefination. The Financial help from Age UK is arriving. The Red Cross is to fix the wheelchair. The nurse is calling to administer the flu and COVID jabs. And the surgery nurse needs to give me a Dementia memory test.
None of these were done this week.
Whilst on a medical note, my fractured left knee and  right leg have both been more painful today. The evening events are a blur; there are no notes on the pad at all. I had sausage sarnies for my feast of the day – felt sure I’d photographed it, but none on the camera this morning? A combination of weariness, tiredness, and confusion lingered with me all night and was still present in the morning when I woke, barely able to walk due to the pain in my left knee and the aching, tingling sensations in my .

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🤞🏻TTFN, EACH!🤞🏻