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I may have been misguided earlier,
When lambasting, Sir Keir Starmer,
Saw his full name was Keir Rodney Starmer…
Rodney, one thinks of a Fools & Horses character,
Which one? Well, of course, Rodney Trotter,
Played by Nicholas Lyndhurst, the Plonker!
There’s also a link to Derek “Del Boy” Trotter,
The links to them? Each a backhander-taker,
All three are reprobate, but Keir’s more dishonester,
Del & Rodney, openly a crook and fiddler,
The toolmaker’s son, wealthy and titular,
All three make the odd malapropism,
For their crimes, they should all be in prison,
The trio are each a perfect thimblerigger,
Rodney & Del can’t be a slangwhanger,
Keir’s the superior truth-inventer,
But he claims he’s a politician, not an actor,
But he was a lying, deceitful barrister,
Now he’s a lying, deceitful Prime Minister,
Del & Rodney can’t really be dishonester,
Keirs is a real cheater, fraudster & swindler,
He’s an excellent political verbal-dribbler,
He claimed to be Superman, do you remember?
Sausage & Hostage, another verbal blooper,
If we remove him, who’ll be his successor?
Nigel Farage? Kemi Badenoch? Or…
Your Party? The Greens, who have many a leader?
Adrian Ramsay, Siân Berry, & Carla Denyer,
Should they get in, I’m pretty sure…
If one gets kicked out of the door,
The changeover will mean a swift transfer.
What will happen if we get rid of Herr Starmer?
He could go back to being a barrister?
Or get a job as a toolmaker?
If there’s any left? I hear there’s one in Chester,
I reckon he could be a competent toolholder…
But, of course, he’s a canny trickster…
He’s a con-man, word-twister, a promise-twiddler,
A pensioner, farmer & truth-throttler,
Seeks self-wealth & power, has his own agenda,
Genuinely believes he’s not unpopular,
As PM, he’s our worst-ever artificer,
A shrewd lawyer-like blame circumventor,
Each day he stays, I get grumpier, mournfuller,
For the days when politicians were trustworthier!
I hope he speedily hands over to a successor,
But to whom? The question makes me gloomier…
I hope he will leave, die or perhaps retire,
Before I snuff it, and bring me some pleasure!
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Nightmare of a day
Horrendous computer problems.
CorelDRAW was even worse.
04:45hrs: Pouch off, Health Checks done, Scary results again. Some right messes in the wet room when I went to use the Porcelain Throne. Trotsky Terence was back in control, and I didn’t quite ma
ke it on time. I’d left the four-wheeled walker in the wet room the night before, after an error-ridden bus ride and a long walk home. Not thinking of the leaves, mud, and bits of broken tarmac that I walked on for over an hour on the walk up Winchester Street Hill.
As mentioned earlier, I found all of those on the wetroom floor. I’ll ask Carer Ejaz if he has time to help me sort it. Cause when I bent down to try to wipe the wheels, I ended up taking an hour to recover from the dizzies and sheer pain in my legs, knees and feet after the marathon hobble. No Phorpain Gel left, still waiting for it to arrive.
Carer Nimra arrived. Checked the HC results on the graph. Issued the medications. I can’t recall much else of this visit.
Computer & CorelDRAW opened; problems galore. Then memory problems arose and I could not understand the messages of supposed advice on what action I ‘need’ to take.
Got the Thursday blog finished and posted.
CorelDraw would not save —no room!
Making a brew, I twisted my left leg and knee, and boy, did it hurt. Two walking sticks were used after this for the rest of the day and into the night.
Carer Ejaz, on his third call, kindly cleaned the wheels of the trolley-walker in the wet room. Thanks, Ejaz mate.
On his last call, he brought the medications with him; the chemist had sent them to the ICC base, not the flat. Well, it is much nearer for them. Ejaz got some Phorpain Gel rubbed into the knee & leg to help with the Cartilage, Chloe, Arthur Itis, and fractured knee pain. Adding a painkiller, Codeine. And within half of hour of Ejaz departing, I could feel the pains lessening! Great!
Pain & confusion, along with poor concentration, illegible memory notes and mind-blanks, and computer problems, made today a haven of delight for
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Sorry you had such a tough day, Gerry. It’s nice that things got better after Ejaz took care of the walker, applied some Phorpain Gel on your knee & leg, and gave you some painkiller.
And very welcome they all were, Tim, cheers. 👍🏻🙏🏻🧪
Damn, another rought day. Even your meal was lame!
Not doing too well, am I?
If they decide to put me in home, do you think they have allow me to take cat with me? No, I suppose not. Tsk!
I’m struggling here, now. Everything is taking so much longer to do, and problems, despite the promises when I was in hospital of help, are not being sorted.
However, U press on best I can, Tim. Your furry family photos do me good. Thanks, Tim.
I wish they understood what good therapy cats are. The should at least have a rent a cat program.
Here, here!
The flat’s warden is coming to see me later… wonder if it’s about me being moved? Oh, dearie me.
Cheers, Tim, best wished to all the clan, mate.
Keep us updated.
As soon as I know, I’ll let you know, Sir. It’s the uncertainty that gets to me.
TTFN.
Uncertainty sucks.
Too true, Tim. Fingers crossed.