Old, sick, weary, but harmless. I need to make others smile!
Inchy: Thursday 12th February
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – A day of losing contact. With the brain, it’s not unusual. But I found myself dull-witted many times throughout Thursday.
I lost the thread, plot and intentions many times. Off-track. ruminating, self-debating and lambasting, Contemplating the Pros & Cons of so many irrelevant-to-me things, I think my headache got a headache.
The morning was less misty.
Oh!
Carer took a photo of scratches on the head from the tumble, I assumed. One looked dodgy.
Food delivery All treats in this photo Oh, a few more treats!
The morning photos, Copse on the hill Kitchen view Can’t recall taking this one.
Obviously from the balcony
CorelDraw problems.
Don’t want to moan, so I’ll say nowt!
Fish meal today. Battered fishcakes, red onions, posh imitation fish sticks, and tomatoes
Last shots of the day
Green sly? Did I do
something wrong with
the camera? Or, is it
not green, but a result of
the cataract, glaucoma,
or my tritanopia?
78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk!
Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe!
I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
On a day of you losing contact, you sure posted a good ode and some really nice photos, Gerry, even made a delicious meal, despite those scratches on your head. The sky does look green in one photo, makes me wonder why. Blue and yellow mixed make green. Have a blessed weekend. 💖🙏
Thanks, Tim.
The skies often surprise me with the colour tinged with green appearing, Tim. We had a snow warning for today (Friday), but none came. I was hoping to get some shots of it. Never min d.
Hope you are doing alright Sir. 🙏🏻🤞🏻💚
King, pauper, or Bedouin. Haha!! Worra a grand scope, mon ami! I noticed that the color and texture of the sky looked quite the same as Trotsky Terence. Haha!!
Hoping that you do not need a fire truck, given all those errant parkers. Holy wowsers!
And you don’t need a cataract to recognize just how putrid the sky (and Terence) appear to this viewer.
All in attendance at the Manor wisheth thou a fine and fit weekend. We still have 4 hours of Friday the 13th on the clock!
Same colour, Ah, well spotted Billum! Haha!
Me too, Sir. Cheers. They’d never turn around, they use that area when arriving.
We have an affinity about the trots, so we not?
May I return health and contentment finding as a wish for all at the Manor, Sir Billum. 👍🏻
Definitely greenish, a little bit northern lights, also – neat ode Gerald.
Glad you cleared up the sky puzzle for me, Paul.
Chuffed that you liked the Ode Sir.
Always ❤️
On a day of you losing contact, you sure posted a good ode and some really nice photos, Gerry, even made a delicious meal, despite those scratches on your head. The sky does look green in one photo, makes me wonder why. Blue and yellow mixed make green. Have a blessed weekend. 💖🙏
Thanks, Tim.
The skies often surprise me with the colour tinged with green appearing, Tim. We had a snow warning for today (Friday), but none came. I was hoping to get some shots of it. Never min d.
Hope you are doing alright Sir. 🙏🏻🤞🏻💚
King, pauper, or Bedouin. Haha!! Worra a grand scope, mon ami! I noticed that the color and texture of the sky looked quite the same as Trotsky Terence. Haha!!
Hoping that you do not need a fire truck, given all those errant parkers. Holy wowsers!
And you don’t need a cataract to recognize just how putrid the sky (and Terence) appear to this viewer.
All in attendance at the Manor wisheth thou a fine and fit weekend. We still have 4 hours of Friday the 13th on the clock!
Same colour, Ah, well spotted Billum! Haha!
Me too, Sir. Cheers. They’d never turn around, they use that area when arriving.
We have an affinity about the trots, so we not?
May I return health and contentment finding as a wish for all at the Manor, Sir Billum. 👍🏻