Inchie: Thursday-Frisday 15/16th January 2026

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Things were going fairly well this morning.
Then I woke up.
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04:20hrs: Night catheter pouch taken off. Thought I’d put the news on to see if World War Three had started yet. The internet came on, so I assumed not. Bags sorted, and the innards informed me that I needed to attend the Porcelain Throne. I did. It was one heck of a long visit, too!
Lots of arghs, owowows, ugeeeers, and much forcing and pain; things began to move. A few ‘flipping hecks’ further, and the torpedo evacuated. Relief!

Cleaned up, and off to the kitchenette to get the kettle on to make a brew of 99 tea.
Not only did I leave the tap running, but I dropped the milk bottle. What a mess to clean up. Made the tea, left it to brew, took two snaps of the morning view to the right, then left. Not that much shows up.
Started the computer, and nipped to the kitchen to take some photographs now that it was getting later and lighter. Both were taken through the balcony’s closed windows. But they turned out a smidge better than I thought they might. The end-of-car-park photo on the right here seemed to show some activity. A few vehicles had their lights on. Only one car had parked on the chevrons this morning.
This one came out much clearer and more detailed.

The Asda order came after seven o’clock. Apparently, I ordered all the right things this time. No hidden unknown extras for once.

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News of the crane crashing down on a moving train in Thailand. I checked for updates on Friday morning: 32 dead, 68 injured. Then found that two people were killed, with many injured, after a construction crane collapsed onto a highway in Thailand, a day after a crane accident in Thailand. Leaving 32 people dead.
I feel terrible for them and their relatives. RIP.

Misty
Turning into fog, methinks.

Getting thicker, later.
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IN THE LATE AFTERNOON
I was working in CorelDraw and seemed to be doing all right, as it happens. I should never think things like this with my famously bad luck?
I wanted to add a page to the file, simple enough, drop menu – press Add New Page, what could go wrong? Well, something did, obviously. Possibly, with only one eye working, courtesy of Cataract Katie, I may have clicked the incorrect option. I may never know, cause all the page tabs disappeared! Leaving a grey-blue continuous strip where the tabs were seconds earlier.
Naturally, Panic Set In. Not having the slightest idea what I’d done or not done right didn’t help my investigation on how to get them back.
My language, through frustration, was abysmally bad & abusive. Boy, did I get angry with myself? YES!
Thought I’d take a look at the option list to see if I could identify the problem. See if there was an option on it to remove tabs or something similar.
I felt a bit of an idiot (fair enough). When I actually got the mouse to where the tabs should have been, the grey-blue continuous strip, I realised the drop-down arrow was on the tabs that were no longer there!
Depression, frustration and self-lambasting all increased in unison. Hope was fading here!
Something I do regularly with CorelDraw cock-ups, is try to save everything, close it down & other programs. Run a Virus Check. Then turn off the computer. CorelDraw let me close it down in the usual way. So I did this again. I happened to note the time as I did this, 17:30hrs. It took 15minutes to save the file!
This did not bode very well for a successful outcome. I pressed on with little faith, Sved Excel, Notebook, Internet and MS Word. Ran the Virus Check & Cleaner, then turned it off. After a couple of minutes, I unplugged the computer and went to make a brew. To give the computer & peripherals enough time to cool. A Carer arrived, and he could not help but notice my crochety frame of mind.

This, of course, meant my concentration dissolved.

After issuing the medications, we spoke of the Doctor’s visit next Wednesday… not sure I was paying enough attention, because I can’t recall if we’d arranged to do anything? The limited brainpower was still pondering over the thought of how to get the CorelDraw page tabs back and avoid being unable to do the blog.
My biggest fear.
Thanked Ejaz and off he went. I just had to go back to my efforts getting the page tags back.

And I did. But , I could remember what I’d done and not… although it did come back to me after I’d given up and started the chips & pie meal. I remembered how long it took to save the CorelDraw file.  Used CCleaner, just in case I’d missed it. Not a lot of junk was picked up, so I assumed I’d done it earlier. More time lost.
\\\\\\I brought me meal to the computer and nibbled at it as I waited for the computer to boot up.
Restarted the computer as the meal got colder.
Fingers crossed, I opened CorelDraw.
The Page Tabs were still missing!
I saw the funny side, then laughed gave a smile,
No longer annoyed, and after a afterwhile,
Is getting annoyed & angry, worthwhile?
Silly of me to get worked-up & volatile,
What am I saying, wait a while…
This is just not my usual style,
That’s cause really I’m full of bile!
I’m feeling rather adversarial…
My talk of me laughing, was artificial,
Then Friday morning came a miracle!
I got the tabs back on, then just as terrible,
I lost Grammarly… abominable,
They now use AI, no one is talk-to-able,
After two hours of advice, questionable,
I’d got 14 tabs open on Google…
Told IT I’d dementia, thtat was ignorable
I want to leave Grammarly, quickly,
A.I.’s instructions were simply,
Confused, I need to check my spelling.
Grammarly, I want to be leaving,
Just follow these instructions…
Six more tabs, I gave up!

Then the Age Concern Lady phoned. Can’t recall what shew said apart from she’ll call me back. (Friday), cause I won’t be able to do a blog now, until things get sorted. Which I an’t see happening. Mind you, I have some graphics ready done.
Christine, the Age UK lady rang back. She is sending a letter to the doctor about my situation. And as contacted the Social Services. They will get in touch with me later about a possible move to a home. I’ll miss the morning photographing and the tree copse. Then again, I may not be able to do any blogging unless I can get help with the current problems. Memory boost, Grammarly & CorelDraw.

And maybe I can get help with the Grammarly farce. Wot am I saying – Huh!

Keep well, and A;; the Bestest.
Ah saw it… All the Bestest!

TTFN