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I am not going (I’ll do my best) to mention the disastrous events of today: painful, frustrating, annoying, handicapping, anger-making, furiously busy, repetitive things that happened after this introductory paragraph.
And keep what I do moan about to a minimum.
Different departments of the Alhziemers organisation rang about new issues and to confirm the old ones arranged yesterday. They seem aware of my memory problems, and sound like they want to help. Smashing! Thanking them very much. The Deep Vein Thrombosis, Prostate Progress and then Bladder cancer rang, one sending a letter with confusing links for me to register on the web. The sweet District Nurses visited to check on the leg wounds. The intercom played up again, but only two trips down were needed, one a mystery. The only visit to the Porcelain Throne was a repetition of Tuesdays, but took a lot longer to painfully evacuate, with much more bleeding from the haemorrhoids. I got my meal cooking at 01:30hrs. I’d been on the computer so long trying to catch up, but still had no time to answer the comments or read the WP Reader. I do apologise, and will stay up late again tonight (Thursday) to make some progress. If I don’t fall asleep. I do love reading other folks’ blogs and commenting on them; but it’s been that long since the run of medical appointments and communications started. At least I’ve had the left eye de-cataract, but the right one is much worse… or it seems so now. A Carer confrontation didn’t help. I’ll not go into that.
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Mud Gorning
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I knew I’d put the new cloths somewhere.
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Super skies, later on.
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Night Pouch Bursting.
Contrails? RAF training?
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23:30: Got potatoes cooking,
in the oven. I added the three
part-baked bread rolls, 15
minutes later so they would
be cooked at the same time.
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Got the rolls out from the oven,
and generously slapped endless,
no butter- butter on each piece
after slicing them.
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BBQ sauce on the spuds, and
over the rolls, opening and
cutting my finger again, on
the ring pull opener of the
BBQ Mackerel fillets; the butter
ran all over the tray, Slurp!
Boy, did I enjoy this meal!
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Found this old photo in the Kodak
hidden in the inner memory…
The file told me it was taken
in 1922, and… No, no, no! Taken
in February 2022.
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At last, I found the SD card I’d lost
of the sunset taken earlier.
Impressive for me! I thought.
Do you think these are contrails?
A lot of RAF flights today?
of the sunset.
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Annuva Nasty Day
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All The Best! Have a Grand Day!
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