18 | October | 2025 | Inchie Today

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Who is the UK’s greatest harmer?
Naturally, it has to be Starmer,
Starmer the Solecist, Starmer the Schiziest
Starmer, the backhand coercionist,
Starmer the greedy solipsist,
Starmer, the lies distributist,
Starmer, the oligarchalist,
Starmer the non-socialist,
Starmer the abstrusest,
Starmer the subversist,
Starmer, the shadiest, trickiest, & slipperiest,
Starmer, the proven confidence trickster,
Starmer, the political trespasser, the scamster!
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WHAT AN ODD, MIXED DAY!
Last night, it took its usual time to nod off; however, when I finally did, I got an unbroken four hours on the land of nod. I believe I was dreaming, but I can’t recall what about. I moved at 04:30hrs, took off the night pouch and visited the Porcelain Throne. Trotsky Terence controlled and had moved into a karki-coloured soft bloblets spitting, and splashing out fashion. Stunk awful!
It’s nearly midnight as I type this, and I’m so annoyed about the number one cock-up, I wrote so much so early and could get onto it so much quicker and remember things easily that I recorded… so no notes were made to help me now. Grumph! Spit!

ODDITY ONE: I made up some templates later, three days’ worth. I then realised I filled in the wrong one for today when I started it. So changed the dates and copied what I’d done to the clipboard… There were a few photos and five paragraphs of written stuff on it. Carer Ejaz arrived, did a good job treatment-wise, bless him. Afterwards, I finished off the Thursday blog, did it all back to front. I got it completed and posted it off to WP. Nine hours later, I went to finish it off today, and realised I had not pasted it into this blank page. I sit here wanting to cry and angry with myself at the same time! I’d written all this and lost it, and it’s too late to start again! A messy, niggly day!

ODDITY

ODDITY TWO: A series of mini-seizures like never before, and they had gotten less and less to the point where I was thinking they may be stopping. Fool!
The seizures were all small mini-ones, but the aftereffects were mentally crippling, and the bursts of disorienting acidity that shot from my innards, up into my mouth, were discomforting. The mini-seizures lasted for an hour or so, then I didn’t have any more. At one point, I didn’t have time to recover before another one came along. Very odd!

ODDITY THREE: After the 13:00:hrs visit from Carer Ejaz, I’d recovered from the effects of the flurry of seizures, and we found the address for the Neurology department I’ve got to go to next month. Leengate 1st floor. NG7 2LX. Ejaz will try to ring for a lift for me on Monday. Then I decided I didn’t feel too well, so I made something to eat: a pot noodle with extra Bovril added and some bread to dunk in it. Stayed alert to wash the meal things, and sat in the £300 second-hand shop purchased in 1966, which was a welt-causing, uncomfortable, not working, inspirational, and crumb-containing recliner. And put the TV on, Heartbeat was on. I fell asleep yet again. Had a horrible dream, tormented with things from my past. When I shot awake, I think it was cause Twitching-Neck-Ted was performing; I thought I’d been asleep for a few minutes. I sat there thinking about some things in the dream, and was forced to respond to the non-urgent need for the Porcelain Throne. As I got the walking stick and rose from the recliner, I observed several empty crisp packets in the bin, a lot of them. No wonder I didn’t need to make a meal later on. Coming out of the wet room, having freed myself of another Trotsky Terence Karki Torrent… , then the , and in walked Carer Ejaz on his teatime visit! So, it seems my nod-off must have lasted for at least three hours! My body and brain must be telling me to catch up with all the missed sleep, mathap?

Oddity FOUR: Ejaz found the appointment paperwork for next Wednesday’s Neuroligist visit. Pointed out that I’d left the peas cooking in the pan and turned off the heat. He also turned of the hot water tap (faucet) that I’d left running.

This seems out of sync timewise, I think.

Odds
Early morning view