Inchie: Sunday 28th December 2025

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INCHIE FORGOT TO PUT THESE ON YESTERDAY
These are the foods that he could not remember ordering. I know… You can’t believe that such an educated, meticulous, distinguished, good-looking, agile, mentally fit young man could do such a thing as forget, drop, knock over or walk into things. Ahem!
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To a teacher, back in 1953…
You can sod-off, he said with glee!
I went around a corner, bumping into a PC,
I apologised, of course, immediately…
What are you doing out this late, young Inchy?
There’s just had a warehouse burglary…
He clouted me around my head, arrested me!
I worked in 1963 at a  shop, Marsden’s Grocery,
Went on a company outing to a brewery,
Free drinks… I drank a little enthusiastically,
Had to walk home, but I’d lost my key…
This is what Griselda said to me…
As she bubbled with sexuality…
I think you’ve got tons of phantasmality…
Your late – gerrup them stairs for some rumpy-pumpy,
We had four hours of hanky-panky,
Next day I ran home for more reproductive activity,
Another four hours, sweaty, but heavenly…
She grabbed my tackle, demanding more intimacy,
I may have dementia, but that stayed in my memory,
Tall, well built, husky, sex-mad, Ah, I do miss Grizelda.
Working in security, the external alarm panel ambered,
Then the laboratory alarm sounded,
Back-up and police were radioed,
Then I went and investigated…
Truncheon on my belt, to feel protected,
A laser lab window lighted…
I admit to being a smidge frightened,
As the proximity motion light darkened,
A man coming out… and I shouted…
Stay where you are, the police have been summoned!
He blurted out ‘fuck-you’, then this happened…
He shot me in the knee, then I was bludgeoned…
from behind, his cohorts had appeared,
They split up, I got up, after the shooter, I chased,
Police & back-up arrived then arrived.
A copper saw I was well blooded…
Said an incident report must be recorded!
I got cover, joined in, as the police searched,
At 02:00 hrs, to the hospital I lurched…
The guy who shot was in A&E, bedamned!
I got him arrested, I felt proud chested,
What did he call me? It rhymed with plastered!
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I regret that things, although being far better than recently, had the hindrance of just not working, going, being or getting done right. That may be due to the welcome at the time, amazingly short but so repetitive attendances of Horis! Bringing his famously carefree and not bothered about anything so often and for such long periods of Horis’s ! Or rather streaks, today.
Which meant I was doing what I wanted, not what needed doing, and enjoying it while he was present, naturally. But Darius would return after each belt of Hosisness – bringing guilt. I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve never got so little done that really needed doing. I was nit-picking, no, that’s not the right word, is it? Oh, Horis abandoned me towards teatime, after his many mini-blitzes throughout the day.
Took complete control. I imagine in my warped mind that he was getting a bit miffed at Horis’ impudence. You think?
So, it is now 2050hrs, and I’ve only got this far on the blog. I’m so low it’s hard work, and the blame lies with me. No good blaming Alto-Ego Inchy, Hydrocephalus Henry or Dementia Doreen; for each one is me. I could try blaming the neurologist for the total lack of response after my first meeting with him. Let’s face it, the NHS is dying a slow, mangled, messy death. 
Ah, a thought just partially gave me someone to blame. Her Starmer! I’d love to give him all the blame, but my impartiality means I also have to blame years of the Tories failing to fund the NHS adequately.
I’m on a downer – with being on the upper for most of the day, this downer seems so much worse. I’m out of time, the usual fatigue, eyesight and willpower fading fast. 
I’ll do a wuickie from here on, leave things off, just use the few photos I’ve taken, the memory notepad has gone the same way as my hearing aids and torch. I would really like to use the WP reader to read and reply to any messages left. I don’t know how to get any help. Or do I? Another plan may be needed to stop this depression, frustration and pathetic self-pity. 

Didn’t get to bed tonight. Got carried away again with the missing word lists redoing, then realised nothing else had got done (much anyway).

Poor tree copse.

No hot water, I left the tap running again.

Had a stand-up wash, shave, medicated, etc.

I asked the Carer to apply a fresh plaster cast to the ankle. The toenails and under toes were nasty all day & night. Hobbling about a bit.

Got carried away with the word listings again.
New prob;e, with MS Word, tell you when I can get the time… Hahaha! Get the time! Huh!

I doctored a photo for a bit of fun.
I blame .

Pulled myself belatedly back to blogging.
More problems with the computer.

Gave up again and put the TV on – but it didn’t come on. No idea why, but Darius deepened.

Late snap.

Carer arrived, took me ages to get him to take my socks off and foam the toes and legs. He doesn’t understand me, and I don’t understand him.

I’d only ordered an Asda delivery!
I realy need help with this. I have no recollection of ordering anything at all!
What’s going on in my head?
The person who spoke to me when I was last in hospital said she would arrange some help when I told her what I was doing with the food deliveries.
Or, did she? Cause I’ve not heard anything from them since the November visit. No one has contacted me.
Still, I can’t blame them, really.

Going to make a meal now, not feeling very perky, but you never know, food might help.

Took this snap while cooking.

Saved the work, closed the tabs, and ran CCleaner on the computer. As I closed it down, I smelt the aroma of the burning food coming from the oven!
I’m so good at burning food this week… I think I ought to get some sort of award for persistence. Hahaha!

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Fare Thee All, Well!
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