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Another oddlimost day at Cell 72 in Woodthorpe Penitentiary… No, I mean flat 72 in Woodthorpe Court.
With the Guaranteed, assured, regular failings of
REPEATEDLY
IT IS NOW $26m!
Plus, a guaranteed bonus & expense account
The proliferative lifestyle of this money-manipulating, smoke & mirrors man, appropriating financial growth, number-crunching for Liberty-Global oligarch, shows how cunning and clever he is.
I believe there is some hocus-pocus in his getting in bed with not only buying out Virgin Media and destroying its previously good reputation; He is now involving Liberty-Global, on paper, deceptively, deftly, deliberately, maybe disingenuously, financial links with other internet companies in Europe and the UK..
① Acquiring 1,335 million shares in Vodafone Group PLC.
② BT’s, EE will provide wholesale mobile network services to Virgin Mobile for an undisclosed price. Ironically, parent company Virgin Media, owned by Liberty Global, is the biggest competitor to BT in the provision of broadband in the UK.
③ Switzerlands Sunrise Internet. ④ SUNRISE TV & Internet & Phone Services. ⑤ Liberty Global & Telefonica have agreed to merge their British businesses in a $38 billion deal that will create a powerhouse. ⑥ All3Media: Liberty-Global a 50% ownership. ⑦ Platforma Canal+ (Poland) (17% ownership).
⑧ Telenet (Belgium) (58% ownership).
⑨ UPC Broadband. ⑩ Liberty acquired Germanys Unitymedia in November 2009 for $5.2 billion. ⑪ Global announced its acquisition of Cable & Wireless Communications. The $5.3 billion deal expanded Liberty Global’s presence into the Caribbean & greater Latin America. ⑫ They also owned a 49% stake in the majority state-owned Trinidadian telco, TSTT. ⑬ In May 2018, Liberty Global announced the sale of its operations in Germany, Hungary, Romania and the Czech Republic to Vodafone for €19 billion ($22.7 billion). The sale closed for $21.3 billion in July 2019. All of these operations, formerly named UPC (Unitymedia in Germany), were since rebranded to Vodafone. ⑭ In June 2015, Vodafone confirmed talks with Liberty Global focused on potential partnerships, but denied that a full merger was in the works. ⑮ Liberty Global invested in Guavus, a data analytics company, in September 2015. ⑯ Liberty Global announced a partnership with Amazon Prime Video. ⑰ VodafoneZiggo (50% ownership), ⑱ Vodafone Netherlands.
Oligarchs paradise!
Its respective legal names are Liberty Global Plc, Liberty Global B.V. and Liberty Global, Inc., with the first of these being publicly traded. It was formed in 2005 by the merger of the international arm of Liberty Media (in turn, a spin-off of American cable television group TCI) and UnitedGlobalCom (UGC). Liberty Global had an annual revenue of $11.5 billion in 2019, with operations in six countries and 20,600 employees. It has 10.8 million cable service subscribers, or 25.3 million revenue generation units (RGU), combining video, and internet.
All this, and they still can’t get a signal that’s anything like sustainable, to me in Nottingham?
And the face & cheek to put advertisements like this on the TV?
I had to write these detail – Pure Jealously, you see! Hehehe!
I didn’t get to bed until 06:00hrs. 23.5 hours after getting up, yesterday. Carer Chris woketh me around 08:30 hours. I didn’t move out of the £300, bought eight years ago from the second-hand shop, Harold Haemorrhoid testing, repugnantly beige-coloured, crumb containing, virus-breeding, acne-giving, rickety, none-working recliner during the visit, and until about 11:00hrs on the second Carer call from Christopher.
Nodded off again until around about 11:00hrs.
Carer Kara called in for a minute, to check on how things went yesterday at the bank. She had to rush off, but it was a wonderful gesture to pop in to check on things. Restore one’s faith! Thank s to you, Carer Kara. ♥ Cheered me up that did.
For some reason, the flat seemed very lonely as I responded to the need for the 
. No doubt about it, that 
was still in charge of the innards.
But things did move quicker this morning. Seems I’ve acquired a habit of painfully passing to medium torpedos daily? Not so much bleeding today, either.
After the ‘passing’, I started suffering with 
and 
in unison.
Grossly unfortunate with the timing. I was ‘cleaning the rear end’. So lots of ‘bits’ of toilet paper scattered about all over the place. I waited until things started to die down jerks and shakes-wise, and stretched won to get at some that had gone behind the WC – and gave myself yet another damned 
on the seat leg. Same bleeding toe as I did yesterday as well. Naturally, I just laughed it off and cheerfully carried on collecting the bits of cheap toilet paper from the floor. 
A really lucky water hauling session from the kitchen to the wet room to refill the W.C. tank; I reported to Nottingham City Homes maintenance 3 months ago. Apart from the toe, I could not understand why 
was so kind to me. Then it dawned on me, I think. I was fetching the water a good six hours later in the day than usual.
Were belatedly carried out.
I got on the computer to update yesterday’s blog, and…
It had to happen, of course. or else whatever would I do with no Mr Fires and Liberty-Global oligarchs to hate?
Then it got maddening!
It was off for about ten minutes, then back on…
This time it was down for ages.
I took this photo while cursing, swearing and waiting for the reset box to work again.
Twenty minutes or so later, it came back on.
I started to do some comment answers.
Two minutes, if that, the bloody thing died another death!.
SWINE!
The Carer arrived, Chris again, and he got the cataract drops in the eye, and medications given.
Aha, the Oligarchs allowed me an internet service again.
This time for fifteen minutes. But I sickeningly lost the work I was in the middle off when it...
ARGH!
I’d just about caught up with redoing the CorelDraw work lost, I’m not sure, 20 minutes or so…
Now I was getting pissed off and depressed, and sorry for myself. I was not coming back of its own accord this time.
So everything turned off without a chance to save it AGAIN!
Turned off the box, unplugged it gave it ten minutes and tried again… booted up the computer, but no go!
I can’t find the expletives I need to describe how I felt!
I gave up and got the meal started. Nowt special, a can of veg soup, the last of the Borscht, added some liquid smoke and the last of the leeks… well, leek. Got some spuds cubes in the oven to roast, and returned to find the internet signal back on. Oh, joy! Naturally tempered.
Car parking for Billum at The Manor Laboratories.
I missed this one, sorry. Took it earlier in the morning.
These were taken over a period of time of the wonderful moon out there.
Changing colours over the 15 minutes or so.
Made the meal, tons of it and took a photo of the tray.
The photo was not on the SD card on Saturday. Huh!
Just one of the many mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the ghosts, wraiths, spectres, cacodaemons, apparitions, and other grotesqueries that haunt the hallways and lobbies, searching for Inchie to curse with bad luck, create ambiguities, abstrucities, perplexities, misfortunes and botherations, to scare. worry and confuse me! Cataract Kathie, Neuropathy Pete and Doreen Dementia are the main culprits. There are others, of course!
TTFNski
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When I got home from the bank, I rushed and got back onto the blog catching up. Four hours later (now), I have just got it back on again, after SIX sickening service severances, that cost me time, as with no Liberty-Global Virgin signal, I could not save any of the work I’d done and had to do it all again. 
Malignance, dislike, execration, and revulsion flowed from my brain, and loins, for the Liberty-Global, and its smoke & mirrors, money-manipulating, camouflaged-dealings, mere façade, ulterior-motivated $24m salaried Mr Fries
06:00hrs: Woke, Struggled, but took the night pouch off of 
tackle.
Wee’ scale chart!
bank. Then realised I needed a good scrub-up and shave, freshening and certain delicate areas were in need of some medicationalisationing.
tended to. Other than a few extra nicks shaving, and, I’m afraid, 
, things went very 
well, with the ablutioning!
emergency, and will not arrive to mend it until 7th July, 3 months after it was first reported. 
The IV bruise on the back of the right hand had faded a lot. Drying my back with the towel I hit that hand against the sink, I hardly felt it at all. 
I got the PPs & trousers on without much hassle. Carer Kara came. And kindly spent a minute or two checking that I’d got things in hand for the bank visit. Bless her!
Pleased to see I still had a good stock of soda water and spring water. I’m drinking a minimum of 3 bottles a day now. Gathered the things, ready in the trolley in the hallway, then checked on the stove and taps to make sure I’d turned them all off – which I had. Another 
‘s Performance left me a little unsteady, but I’ve had a lot worse. 
Back to Davies Road to the pick-up point. A long wait. During this, I took a photo of Carer Chris. A good-looking, tall, young lad. 
forgot to put some of the Phorpain Gel on my rear end to counter the pain from ever-present 
I took this rather nice photograph of the evening scene. Amazing how it shows up with a brown hue. Cause to my eyes, it looked blue? But it’s still a lovely view. 
Well, fancy that!
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A superior effort this one was.
For sanity, another blow,
Then the bank sent this email. It confused the already confused Inchie, a bit.
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For the first time ever, Colin was affecting both hands and fingers! Naturally, I coped in my usual pain-bearing way. Being the calibre of man that I am. (Cough, cough!) Any wailing noises heard by my neighbours would likely have been in my sleep while having a nightmare. 
Here is the drip tray with the night bag in it, catching the state of my water-leaking, one swollen, one not, legs. With Lymphorrhoea Leslie, Odious Odema Diana, and the ankle ulcer; leaking fluid and the odd tiny globules of 
A slightly better measure in the bag, especially for five hours.
Naturally, the tea was decaffeinated. Again, 
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Well, I knew today may well break the time taken record again. I was right! You see, I’d been walking about the flat for ages without any socks or slippers on. That is because it’s such a hell of a painful arduous task getting them on. (Pity-Search-here?)
As I reach up to get the shower thingamabob, my feet slipped on the bottom of the bowl…
Apart from agony from the bum, 
pouring blood, a bruised knee, 
, both 
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❽ Then, the painful and impossible one! Daktacorting Little Inchies Fungal Lesion. Which is usually the trickiest of them all, pain-wise and tactically.
Having the Catheter tube inserted, and refitted so often over the last… how long has it been? It must be three or four months by now; it has and is nigh-on impossible to get the cream where it is needed to stop the bleeding. Unfortunately, it is easy to get the medication onto one’s testicles. 
Getting into the protection pants!
. Many tears happen when I do this, and I have to start again, win, 
, even 
can stop any chance of using the blood-causing Glenda anymore.
and 
pool together, to somehow make me forget to ask the Carer to help me get socks, shoes, or trousers on, on the day needed.
Well, what a record… 2hrs-25minutes
Little Inchie off again, poor little mite!
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You may not hear/read this very often again…
It was later than usual as well. And I cannot recall waking up with the usual jumps, jolting, jarring, buffeting, or twitching very often, only a handful of times. The miracle was not 
having any interference from 
I thought I’d try to tidy up the Carers desk, in the hope that I could think of a system for doing the eye drops so as not to miss any of them. 
!
As I bent down to Hoover the carpet underneath the table, I 
, not that it bothered me, of course. I scoffed at it, grinned and then a belated time-warped pain arrived from the 
. Swear? Curse? Spit? Me? Well… yes I did a bit, actually.
I sorted the four waste bins out into one black one. And hobbled with it to the front door. I knew the start today was too good! 
to jump in and get me to lose my balance, assisted by 
. Great! 
Now I’ve broken the new two-week-old varifocal spectacles, as I caught my forehead on the corner of the wall! 
. But all these things are down to either the Mysteries of Woodthorpe Court, with the hobgoblins, spectres, gnomai, phantasms, ghosts, the grotesque succubae, extraterrestrials, ectoplasms, spirits, or the Fata Morganas, that have been sent to taunt, irritate and terminate my already limited saneness of mind, or my born with and have onto ever since, Bloody Bad Luck! I suppose that 
has to take his share of the blame as well. 
Well pissed off, and I went to get a bottle of water from the kitchen fridge. Lovely shade to the misty view this morning.
and took this snapshot.
Made a mug of Glengettie and got the computer on. Carer Candis arrived, so the tea was allowed to get cold again. I have done that regularly recently. Nice to see her again.
same products, which I had to pay full price for. Hey-Ho! 
have to try and find out about this.
but some distance away.
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Trotsky was in charge again. 
Aha! The Iceland order cometh.
Again the shortbreads were on offer, as were the cookies, and Carers ice cold coffees
The baking potatoes were expensive. The baby new potatoes were too as it happens. Look fresh, though!
The meat ends ham 3 for £5 all came. One for me, One for Carer Kara & one for neighbour Josie. That’s the plan! Hehe! I’ll 
see if we like the ‘Free’ strawberry yoghourt later. Same distribution plans for them.
I can get Kara to pass it on to someone who will get benefit from it. Got the fridge filled as well.
My last job with the foodstuffs was to top up the Nurses’ and Carers’ nibble & drinkies shelves.
An especially good-looking meal was prepared.
chimed out, and Carer came in
Had a go on the computer, but had several more 
brown-outs from famously inept mob from USA Liberty-Global. The number crunchers and Smoke & Mirrors Oligarchs.
failures today, up to seven.
. I wished him a thank you and a good break. I think he said he’s back on Saturday. A good lad.
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Then noticed the legs. The left one was flaming bloated, massive, the right all skinny. And, water was spouting out of both leg ulcers and the papules on the left one. Tsk!
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I took another look a few minutes after sorting the bags out, and the water was still coming out of the ulcers and papules. Although more slowly than earlier.
it was the Carer. I was Gobsmacked at the time. He’s not been informed of the changes. He said he’d inform whoever was coming next time; it was not midday, but 13:30hrs or thereabouts. To get back on schedule. to give the four-hour break. The gal arrived near midday. 
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Found this snap I took early this morning.
The White Toe End
The Hallway
Little & Large…
Bottom Car Park
Today’s Mystery Photo?
Rain on the way, methinks?
The clouds still hold a beauty for me
Pareidolian’s Delight
Back to the kitchen window as the rain started.
Naturally, I took these through the window.
Good Heavens, Little & Large again.
Ah!… I wonder if this almost poisonous-tasting medicine, combined with the new Optha eye drops, could be what’s causing my taste buds to revolt? Hehehe!
A pincer movement attack this time – both hands and fingers.
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Great shade of urine…
The IV bruise looking a little better.
The legs – a little fatter?
Also, better feet and ankle ulcer!
Hard but still messy.
After using the stored-ready water containers to refill the non-working W.C. water tank (Waited Ten weeks for a repair up to now, and not due until July 7th) Thus, I am sentenced to agony on every visit to the Porcelain Throne or WC.
I rang 
to see if I could get a lift to the bank on Wednesday; they told me to ring back in case there was a cancellation – but, no such luck. 
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The conversation was difficult, and 
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I tried to sort out the things I need t
Asda food arrived.
The fridge & freezer are full now!
Which, I could swear I made for next week.
I must get a grip on these date mix-ups!
Even more, food is crammed away now!
Started to prepare the meal of the day.
The meal was one of my tastiest yet.
A quarter of the way through it… and
. No Carers
. She couldn’t get her remote control to change the sound on her kitchen TV. It really bothered her. So I went in to have a look, thinking that the remote might need new batteries. But no! 
strikes!
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Took the one above later on, of the 
This was later when I found I could read one of the leaflets with bigger print now. Great! It said that after 48hrs from the procedure, I could remove the patch, but must wear it at night when sleeping. Huh, took me ages to get it back on as well – but seconds to remove it.
The back of the hand was looking calmer now.
These must have been from yesterday?
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Thursday 
Not much urine in the night bag.
Tried to picture the buttercups and daises on
Got an early dinner breakfast.
arrived and got the medications given to me. I asked Sam if she knew if they had managed to find me a carer to go with me to the hospital, as they (QMC) insisted upon. But she didn’t know or not. I pressed on. Only about an hour before the lift was due, I found out when they rang me, telling me to meet the carer in the lobby.
lift, and met the Carer. 
The Carer and I were dropped off at the entrance doors.
Which revealed something that gave that chaos a grave expression. Danged if I heard what it was he said fully.
A good bruise on the back of the right hand. And called Meridian to let them know I was back at the prison…
Care Handover Document.
Eye Drops – They will need a carer to do them for me; four times a day I think it is needed. With my 
and 
, it’s too dangerous for me to do it… that and the taping back on of the eye patch.
I can’t get the glasses on over the patch at the moment. But think it should be possible once the swelling goes down. So my vision is not good. I can see now why they told me to have a Carer stay with me for 24hrs. But with the short notice given for the procedure, it couldn’t be done. I still appreciate them getting someone to go with me, though.
The tape soon fell off of the eye pad. I 
The pouch suddenly started filling up at a rate of knots, as soon as I got back to drinking the spring water.
Did all the calls for eye-patching and medicating. 
The one sunset photo I managed. I pressed lightly on the patch to make sure any bright light was avoided, as ordered.
Dark wee-wee again.
The patchwork by 
Chris stood up well!
Yesterdays bruise
This morning!
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as I bent to empty
day pouch. Refilling the WC’s non-working water tank, and started 
off pain-giving. 
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arrived. Got the eye drops done and did a good job on getting the eye patch back on, and jelled the back pain. Thanks, gal!
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Not a good job. 
hit me unexpectedly; she sometimes gives a little shudder first so I can prepare for her attack; but not this time, and…
I poke myself right in the cataracted eye!
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I had another go at securing the lens cover…
Look s like I may have hit the head on the tumble as well?
I’m in pain.
Got the email prepared. It looked good and tasty to me.
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Night pouch dark again.
Not a lot, either?
Ablutions, getting short of the Terbinafine cream.
Cleaned the hallway and sorted the waste bags.
Computing again… for an hour or so…
Great!
I enjoyed it, I think.
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Night pouch detached. 
had done a good job putting it on. It took me a little 
again, I got hold of my 
, hobbling over to the wall 
without a clock on it. The investigationalising 
I was confused now!
The ankle was the thing that drew my attention. What the heck was the white mark? I couldn’t rest then, I had to try to clean it off, gave it a wipe with a cloth, it didn’t move! At 
that time, the summoning to the 
, & off I trotted, wobblingly to the wet room.
was again in full command – the messy little bugger! 
Had the shave next. I thought it had all gone extremely well until I moved back from the mirror, and the blood ran from my chin onto my belly. I hadn’t felt any cuts occurring while shaving?
I went to get the Brut aftershave, an excellent if initially painful blood-stopper…
wondered if my luck was changing… I think the daftest things! I moved on to the tender-areas medicalisationings.
Very tender, the rear end and the middle buttocks this time. I must get some more Germolene and Germoloid ointments & cream.
The 
light came on at the power point, but nothing happened? I think there was a noise of some sort, but it might have been from elsewhere and couldn’t identify it anyway. I’ll try again next visit to the Throne. 
that sweet 
The pleasure of putting on just one thin dressing gown was very pleasing. 
But the PPs getting on was not one of the easiest I’d had to do.
kitchenette. 
arrived as I was setting up the computer.
started kicking off as he arrived, and have been with me ever since, still at it! Grrr!
out. I meant to ask him to Phorpain Gel the back, but I forgot! Humph! He checked the medication drawer and wrote down the details. 
He confirmed the urine as a 6 rating. I thanked him and bade him farewell, wishing him a good sleep. Took the photo above, and, again, put the kettle on. Not managed to make a brew yet, though!
I took this picture of the feet, but as I was doing so, 
granted me one of his, sometimes nervous-making 
routines, unexpectedly and without any warning. That was a rarity. I can usually feel the 
and get a warning… 
Why does Liberty-Global, a smoke & mirrors man, oligarch, $26 million a year getting Mr Fries, show no interest in the company he bought out, complete failure? Obviously, there will be some money laundering, 
arrived in a chirpy mood. Very kind to me. She gelled my lower back, r
Arrived; no medications were needed. But, she rubbed in some of the Phorpain Gel; to help counter the agony (tonight, anyway) of 
to 
Lovely!
Oddlimost markings on the leg, spotted by the Carer?
I got up to take this shot. Had a second 
, I spilt the milk all over the cooker!
rampages! They were amazingly vicious… but suddenly stopped, I got a clear, precise message from 
or 
, maybe from both of them, that momentarily made me shiver. No, messing about; it sounded like it was set in concrete… The warning, or quote, was; “This trifling incident was chicken-feed, fiddle-faddle, to the hassle you’ll get tomorrow, mate!” I was aware of his/their choice of words ‘Hassle’ No mention of injuries or any 
, has never-ever been wrong!