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Some people are far too cold-blooded,
Many are masked and hooded…
It’s bad enough with criminals, domestic,
Making innocents fear and agoraphobic,
Brawls, fights, altercations, and fracas,
A scuffle can turn into a bloody ruckus,
A squabble, uproar, a ten-man battle,
But when countries go to war…
A hand grenade can kill men by the score,
Children killed by drones they never saw,
Oligarchs: filthy-rich, the proletariats poor,
Breeding discord, disharmony, dissension & more,
Urgeing, uprising, uproar as they clamour…
To sell weapons they supply, for more & more,
Encouraging violence, anarchy, even heresy,
Ensuring inharmoniousness, no peace anymore,
No one dared to challenge Putin’s Ukrainian war.
Now, similar ideas are coming from Starmer,
Trump threatens Greenland & Canada,
Aggression greeted with apathy…
The Middle East, with even more ferocity…
The West does nothing volitionally,
So, wars, conflicts, hostilities, and animosity…
Bloodshed, confrontation, discord and enmity,
Few citizens are generally syntonic,
More people are turning Satanic…
Youths need drugs, glue, something somnific,
Lone pensioners’ lives are pathetic, threnetic,
This Ode is sounding a little threnodic,
Humankind seems understandably tenebrific,
To pacifists, wars and violence are petrific,
To the murderous cliquey-elite, the Oligarchic…
What use is your wealth?
If you kill off the Earth?
The deaths you organise…
Yes, you do profit wealthwise,
You can afford the best healthwise,
The cruelty & greed that you epitomise…
I’m trying here to philosophise,
Why? I don’t claim to realise,
that the financial elitists,
Must they have their frailties?
Too late, the World cannot be stabilised,
Earth’s wealth & assets you have conquered,
By the greedy, you were revered,
As long as they were back-handed,
While bombed children, starved & died!
Wars, death, will peace ever be revived?,
Will peace ever be accepted?
Can hatred be overcome or aborted?
Will armageddon let the poor be watered?
Why are crooked politicians never convicted?
Starmer’s many fibs, corrected, or correlated?
Ex-barrister; so they might get copyrighted,
If Keir, Putin & Trump were ousted…
I’d prefer it if they were cremated,
Or, hung drawn & quartered,
Would the proletariat voters be contented?
No! New weapons would be invented,
Peace would again be circumvented,
Relatives of the dead and wounded…
Would not be noticed or comforted,
A new liar-crook would be elected,
World Peace will never be an achievement,
War’s continuation, deprivation & bereavement,
Cost of living ever more accrescent,
The coming of the Lord is still abeyant,
Blood flows, citizens acquiescent,
Is this my summer of discontent?
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A sparse one today, I didn’t get the Ode finished until 
Thursday gone noon. No photos were being recognised again on the Computer, but a few were on Thursday afternoon. Very weird!
Up at 05:10hrs.
My night bag was removed. Revealing a bright light shade for the NHS record. 
Started on the Graphics for the blog.
Carer Ejaz did a quick call. Medications, and he hoovered a bit. I forgot to ask him to empty the bucket and put the vacuum on charge.
Mini seizures kicked off. It’s incredible how unbalanced I feel when I come back. The longer ones seem easier to recover from. I think I shouldn’t have said that! Not with my luck. Haha!
Grammarly problems delayed me further. I started to download the CCleaner update, but I couldn’t figure out what to do with the new layout. I thought I’d got it downloaded and in the file. But no. I’ll have to wait until Carer Joe arrives, I’d be lost without his help.
Carer Joe saved the day yet again! He went through the uploading procedure, and ‘Wallah!’, it was loaded and installed. Still confused over what two of the three programmes are all about. Joe opened some mail, and there was nothing to worry about.
I did forget to ask him about the hospital and the Audio clinic appointments situation. Tsk! I’ll ask him tomorrow, if I remember to. (I did! )
I got some photos adapted into graphics, and they turned out all right. Only these two, though.
Isle of Man tomatoes, five different varieties.
Hashed potato chunks. The red spring onion was massive and so strong, it was lovely! Two ready-to-eat Silesian sausages. Salt & vinegared. I ate two cheesy-topped bread rolls with them, no fillings needed.
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Things were different back in the day,
Nocturnal pouch.
Morning view.
Health Checks are all good, 
Leg wound.
Food delivery.
Tomatoes.
More Tomatoes, cheesy rolls.
Gorgeous garden peas!
Leg after Matron Jackie’s visit.
Sandra’s Mini Seizures played with and stayed with me as soon as I gave up on blogging, intending to make something to eat…
Took a shot of the view late evening.
Two delicious cheesy-topped, no-butter buttered rolls with tomatoes inside, three Silasain sausages, pickled mushrooms, last of the cooked bacon, and some of the potato chunks done in the oven. 
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WHAT AM I SAYING? DID I EVER HAVE A GOOD DAY?
The damned TV went off!
The area affected looked like it was spreading. No bleeding, however, but body water was leaking out of the Lymphorrhoea Linda patch where I hit in the Accifauxpas. It was soon stinging. Some blood veins were protruding in the lower leg near the ankle and on the foot. Not that I was overly concerned, as the Liberty-Global-owned Virgin Media TV going down yet again annoyed me. I put the computer back on and asked Google if Virgin Media was experiencing an outage in my area. It told me, “There have been Virgin Media supply problems in your area today”. Providing me with a list of contacts to reach out to for details.
I went to celebrate after Joe had departed. Taking this shot of the evening view on offer from the kitchenette window.
while eating it. 
An hour or so later, I’d retrieved the microwave dish and the stew from the kitchen floor and mopped it. I m
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AT LEAST MAINLY
What a fantastic sight!
This looked much worse than it was.
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I got the nocturnal catheter pouch off the day bag. A perfect colour this morning. Later confirmed by the Carer as 3.5.
I started with a Porcelain Throne visit. A complete reversal this time. Super messy, nae, Mega-Messy. No chance of any crosswording this morning. By the time I had cleaned myself and the porcelain, the visit had cost me half an hour.
Body washed. The teeth & throat gargled. The nasal clearout was done. 
lot less painful.
Glengettie tea, and changed the calendar clock. Next, I started the Health Check routine. 
I got the computer on, and Carer Manpreet arrived.
Well, the current confusion felt similar. I took a snap of the view from the kitchen.
into the kitchen to check the taps, etc. The rain was falling as the sun went down lower. I was going to take photos but decided 
against it because the sun was bright and might affect my eyes’ health due to My Glaucoma. Carer Manpreet kindly took these shots from the kitchenette window, capturing both the rain and the sun for me. She also 
sneaked this shot on the left here, of yours truly, as I was prepping the meal for cooking. Kind of her.
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HIS MIND MEANDERS OVER THE END
Removed the attached nocturnal pouch from the day bag and saved some before emptying it for the Carer to assess/grade.
Had to divert to the Porcelain Throne.
yesterday to start the motion. So, a chance to have a long session with the crossword. A not very successful one, I have to admit. About 20 minutes later, the activity began, so slowly and painfully again. 5 more minutes and the last of the clumps of four almost rectangular-shaped fairly-solid turds had hit the water, Phew! 
Cleaned up, did a bit of medicating, and off the kitchenette, I hobbled.
week. Well, not if it was icy or snowing. Then I opened the balcony end window to take a view of the car park’s dead end. I caught some of the flats on the corner. Again, there is a scarcity of birdlife for some unknown reason. But the good thing was that no seagulls were squawking about searching for squirrels, mice and smaller birds for breakfast. I expect them to arrive soon, as they seem to come inland for the wintertime, as soon as it begins to get cold on the seacoast.
I got on with updating yesterday’s Thursday blog.
Carer Elaz turned up.
Adding some mushroom ketchup and gently a drop of the liquid gravy thickener. The bottle just went through my fingers the moment I felt Colin Cramps kicking of in my fingers. Dropping the bottle into the food tray. Splashing some contents out onto the stove, floor, my slippers, and dressing gown.
It looked horrible. But I ate most of it. Not the bread!
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Night catheter pouch off.
05:45hrs: Kitchen view.
Medications.
More Medications.
And, some more Medicationalisationings.
Came across my Anticoagulation Card.
Ticker & Blood Tests.
But at least the blood oxygen has improved.
Asda delivery arrived.
Peas Split bag,
Went to make a small meal.
The muslin cover bags that Social no longer supplies, which I have to buy from Amazon, arrived.
Taking this shot of the view.
Ejaz took the waste bags.
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Yet another night of ever-jumping-awake, despite my tiredness, which helped me get back to sleep after each jerking awake in a reasonably short time. But there were so many of them. Dark Dank Depression Duncan came into the equation, and the periods of bliss were getting shorter every time. 
I noted that the catheter’s nocturnal drainage pouch urine was a lighter colour for a change this morning. Last night’s overtiredness had left some of its debris, and it took a while for me to gain semi-clarity, but I did.
bag off of the leg with no bother at all! The cartilage pain seemed to be on holiday. Hehe!
throne, another long job. Still, minimal cleaning up is needed. Although, I did notice that the walking stick’s ferrules were leaving dark marks on the wetroom floor. I used the four-pronged Metal Mickey stick. I’ll have to give that a wash afterwards; it made a right mess.
I started with the medicationings. And again, things went well once more, well, obviously not the Ointmenting of Little Inchies fungal lesion. That is usually the major paingiver. Harold’s Haemorrhoids handle the Germoloid ointment well. My Spanish Onion-sized right testicle almost welcomed the Savlon creaming. I couldn’t reach all the barrier cream-needing areas. I’ll ask the Carer to do them 
later for me. 
I let him soak in the sink for a while with spirit vinegar, bleach and washing-up liquid mixed in.
I filled bottles of spring water and a brew of 99 tea. Then, I got the computer on. But not for long. I got an unexpected rumbling-innards call back 
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I checked on my cooking avgolemono,
So few clouds today were on show,
Parking spaces are free, that’s not usually so
I got it all put away,
I’ll not starve today,
Dusk already, where went the day?
With bread and sausages, too!
Urine assessment, colourful…
The kitchen view is not so colourful,
Calendar clock, just before my first tumble,
So glad I got the Copse shot; it is beyond beautiful,
Made room for the next delivery, but minimal,
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