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Most people would welcome adherents.
Friends, advocates, communicants…
Starmer, too, would welcome some believers,
To believe him & his cabinet of liars,
His heartless decisions and concupiscences,
Because he’s lost thousands of voters,
He’s never shown any sparkle or brilliance,
As he formed his oligarch alliances,
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What the voters want, he shows no cognisance,
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He’s to find the missing manuscripts,
Which? Labour core values, so he can readopt?
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Killed pensioners, farmers, guilty of misconduct,
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Sausage and hostage; one of his better excerpts,
When will Starmer’s erupt & irrupt?
When I see him, I think of a sperm duct!
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04:50hrs: I stirred in bed; I won’t tell you what I stirred… Hehehe! Joke, joke!
As I was taking off and emptying the catheter contraption nocturnal pouch, I went into an ‘Urgent Mode’. As an unavoidable escape of wind from the rear end, backed up by a terrible odour permeating the room, followed by a risky commencement of the evacuation-seeking product of its own accord! In my haste to get to the WC in time before things progressed, 
I unfortunately fell against the walker’s wheel, 
then did a decent shoulder charge on the edge of the door frame going into the wet room.
Another darned long session, not 
passing, but cleaning up afterwards. Sticky, gooey, mega pungent, Light Kharki and straw-like… A right mess! It made it harder with the three-ply toilet paper that I foolishly bought a pack of 12 rolls from Iceland. Tsk! I’ve seen bigger postage stamps! 
I went to get a bottle of water that I’d put in the fridge the night before, and Oh, Heck! Water was on the bottom two shelves. Having used two toilet rolls to clean up after the evacuation, I then used two rolls of kitchen towel to dry the fridge. And EQ Inchy’s message was ringing in my head.
I went to empty the day bag, and took this snapshot of it and my leg.
The straps have chaffed the leg a bit. Yet I didn’t feel any pain earlier at all. Mind you, my mind was 
on other things, I suppose. I went into the front junk room as the sun was coming, and put my legs on a chair and snapped them. Looking much better today. Of course, now that the catheter straps have been moved to be cleaned, they are hurting. Well, that’s life! I’ve
just noticed that Raynaud’s disease affected a much larger area of the toes today. When to put the kettle on and go back to 
the computer. I took this snap from the kitchen window. Carer Ejaz arrived. Boy, was he going to be a saviour in a while? Yes!
Medications were issued, then a body check was done, and areas were ointmentated. I mentioned that I couldn’t find my while serving bowl, and we went to have a search together in the kitchen.
I noticed that the potatoes I’d put in the crockpot about three hours ago were not heating. After a look around, we found that the plug had been turned off! I did feel like a fool. Ejaz reconnected the power, and the spuds began to cook. But nothing compared to a few minutes later. As I was putting seasonings in the newly plugged-in cooker…
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, vicious torso-based visit from Anne Gyna, and 
a few seconds later.
I was on my way down to the stone floor; I just couldn’t do anything to stop the tumble, I was muddle-headed and 🎵 Shakin’ all over! 🎵… However, Carer Ejaz dove in and got me in a Mick McManus bear hug, and that kept me from what could have been a serious injury on the concrete floor of the kitchen.
It took me some time to get over this. I don’t understand why, I mean, I’d not gone down? As soon as I was able to walk, Ejaz passed the stick to me, and he walked me to the chair in the other 
room, bless him. Thank heavens he was here. He’s sorting the medication drawer in this snap. Thanks, Ejaz, as I said, you saved the day! After I began to come back to as near to normal as I’ll ever be, I wondered if I’d had one of those mini-seizures at the same time as the shakes & leg dance? I certainly felt that way after having this humdinger of a dance.
After Ejaz had left, I sat down and spent a few hours working on the blog. I took the snap on the right as I refilled 
another water bottle.
Then went on the balcony to take a shot of the front car park. As I was coming back in, I felt another Dizzy coming on. I hastened in and got sat down ready… but nothing happened.
I topped up the happenings reminder notepad. And suddenly, 
granted me a visit. I think that the good luck in having Ejaz help rescue me may have prompted him to come out of retirement. I’ve had only a few minutes’ worth of Horis over the last few days. He arrived late in the day today, but was very welcome. That, Sod-em-all mode is Grreat! Even when I can’t see any reason or logic for him to come on. Nothing’s changed, but the relief of breaking up the depression… Yee-Haa!
I was slowly recovering, getting better over time, and this improvement continued at an alarming rate. A bit of rain later on. I took the snap above to the left through the kitchen window. I thought it seemed to have a calming influence. Why? No idea.
Vegetable pastie, boiled potatoes, red onions, tomatoes, Silesian sausage, garden peas & a lemon vegan dessert.
I think the Accifauxpas took a bit more out of me this time, as I was wearied much earlier than usual. Gave up on the computer and tried after eating, tried to get my head down. But sleep would not come. Nothing unusual in this.
I noticed the moon through the tattered, thin old curtains and took a couple of pictures of the setting sun.
The second snapshot was taken as close as the camera would allow. I’m pleased with how it came out; it’s better than my other attempts. 
I had two 
visits today, admittedly only short ones, but it helped the difference with Horis & 
to be a little narrower. As I say, they were brief attendances, but so sweet and welcome.
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It is now 02:20hrs, and I’m mega-worn-out mentally, after the shakes & dance dance routine. And physically, after Anne Gyna and Colin Cramps, who are currently in the lead in the daily ‘Let’s Get at Inchie’ competition. Hahaha!
I got as far as here, and it was 03:35hrs. I saved the work on CorelDRAW and WordPress and turned off the computer. I woke up a few times, and on the fifth occasion, I noticed it was 07:00 hours.
Then another face started the morning’s proceedings. After these were sorted, I got onto finalising this blog.
Does anyone else exist like this? Hahaha!
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. Did you see that? I was being diagnostic, investigative, and problem-solving, on the verge of being semi-logical in my assessment of the night’s kipping difficulties? 
I removed the night bag from the day bag, and bending down, I got a visit from 
It looked bleak outside, with a bit of drizzle.
I did some hoovering and sorted the waste bins. Then, I felt guilty about the mess in the wet room that still needed to be cleaned, so I went to the wet room.
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The fridge.
The freezer.
The waters.
I took another kitchen window shot.
The day’s original Beloved Copse shot
To the left of the window and down a bit.
A ready-made beef in gravy with colcannon mashed potatoes. I added the last can of minced beef in gravy, carrots, and peas. Added some Marmite to the mixture and stirred it all up. Just four minutes in the microwave & it was ready-to-eat. 
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right. I’ve never had a more extended Ted session before. I was close to pressing the alarm-alert wristlet. I was getting a little unnerved by the Twitching. But within 5 minutes, the chesty coughing died down, and ten minutes later, 
I removed the grade 7 on the NHS chart urine catheter pouch from the day pouch. I realised the weekly Friday changing of the catheter day bag had not been done this week! No wonder I’m suffering with pain from the tubing in poor Little Inchy! But it’s partly my fault; I’ve had unfamiliar Carers calling this weekend due to the shortage of regular carers with illnesses. I should have reminded them. 
I took some early morning shots of the view from the kitchenette window. Both have the ‘blotch’ partially hidden.
the sky. I took both shots slightly higher than usual, so the darkest bits masked the blotches. Haha!
since yesterday’s teatime. They were all short ones, but this made them more easily recognisable. So I decided it would be better to go and make a brew of Glengettie. 
Gave way on me as I went through the kitchen door. Banging 
my knee against the cabinet corner triggered a reaction 
The tea had gone cold, so I made another one. Making sure I drank it while it was hot enough! As I took this photo, I realised I had not yet changed my c1970 antiquated, old-fashioned clock calendar. So I changed the day & date on my c1970 antiquated, old-fashioned clock calendar. Then, I discovered that I’d made 
I’d been dating all the graphics with the wrong date and had saved some as the 1st and others as the 2nd to different files! It later cost me hours to find and move them 
I was working on the ode, and 
revisited me. Boy, was this bad. I had to give up, but I did some work on the Liar Starmer insult content. My hatred for him still came through!
took over as the primary ailment in action. The occasional coughing and sneezing, presumably from the Novovirus.
The sunshine was trying to come out late this afternoon. I used the loan camera from Jenny for this one to avoid blotches. It came out okay?
Another emptying of the catheter day pouch. I must remember to ask a Carer to change the day bag. How I keep forgetting beats me. Mind you, so does the cotton wool, which looks floating in the urine. Might the cause of the feedback pains be the pouch not being replaced and the cotton stuff blocking the exit tube? I must remember! 
Carer Victor arrived and woke me up!
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A bloody day today at times. Shaving and later on in the catheter bag. I immediately started gulping water for an hour or so non-stop, and the urine was back on an NHS scale of 4. Which took away the hassle of calling an ambulance. For example, I had to call one after a tumble last time. I lay there on the floor for over four hours and eventually, agonisingly, got back up. Just as well, cause no ambulance arrived. But my back, which I’d fallen on, pained me for over two weeks afterwards. Thank heavens, I’d got a few doses of morphine vials in the medical drawer to use. But the other parts of the day went well… again! Well, no, that’s a fib. I had computer 
is having a good time belting lightning up my right leg all day up to now, but not frequently, just now and then. That is enough. Thank you very much. The Cartilage gals Chloe and Carole have done a fair share of giving way. But my cunningly being sat down at the computer for so long limited their opportunities. Har-Har!
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nod. I woke 2-hours later and took off the catheter bag. The urine was a 6 on the NHS scale colour card checklist. So I had a good swig of soda water. 
Well, it’s been the usual extended sit on the Porcelain Throne, waiting for, urging the evacuation to continue from its peaking out point, which was stretching things painfully. 21 cracks on the ceiling, one crossword clue solved, and ten minutes later, the evacuating product began to move. 
The shaving caused another slight loss of blood. People say things happen in threes, so I wonder what the next vampire experience might be.
As I was placing the sorted-out waste bag bins near the front door, carer Christopher arrived.
I got the Friday blog finished and posted off, then turned my attention to the new Kodak camera, and using it for the first time. I used the other Kodak to take photos of the new one.
Tried again to get some decent photos with the new Kodak.
I’m struggling to see even more now, but at least if this shot of the kitchen sky is not good, I won’t know if it is or isn’t… and what am I talking about here?
I did not do well on this one at all.
I prepped, made, served up and ate the meal with a certain relish, not a sauce, I enjoyed this one.
The cleaning up after eating was a bugger, though. Hehe!
angry with myself.
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thoughts and fears were relieved by being replaced with an immediate emergency. I sat down just in time to keep the evacuated product contained and released while I was seated and not standing up! A near calamity was avoided!
I emptied the day pouch again. It was a little dark in colour—and
I took this snap through the balcony windows and tried to concentrate on blogging, but I was so far behind that it was unreal.
I nipped to get a cold drink from the fridge and realised I had not sorted out the waste bags yet.
I meandered of to make a brew of my favourite Glengettie tea. I took this snap of the left and right houses that have been facing work done for months on their improvement work. I’ve not seen any 
workers at either house for three months now.
was crammed to capacity.
arrived for the lunchtime call. She took them down to the staff room freezer. Kindness again!
I was so good, I thought. With only one potato to bake, I took one out and left it to bake later so I wasn’t tempted by the others in the food drawer. You see, moments of almost near clarity at times!
I watched a Euro football match. Well, I meant to. Instead, when the adverts came on at half-time, I sank into a deep, much-needed sleep. (Old photo used again, Hehehe!) I woke up with 
a jump as the right Ankle and Leg Electric Shocks kicked off
especially after I added a dollop of the tasty No-Butter, Butter, sea salt, and black pepper to the potato. 
TV.
I was woken up by Carer Maryham leaning over me. (I enjoyed that, Haha!) I was in total confusion, though. Maryham explained that she had been called in to work to cover. I forgot to ask her to take the diabetic socks off and to put the Nocturnal Catheter pouch on. She was pleasant with me. Bless Her. 
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02:30hrs: Better shade.
High morning sky.
Lower down.
Wonky, wobbly view.
First…
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It gets better! Hehe!
Made a brew of Glengettie. Of course, I started writing a blog post and forgot all about tea. Huh!
Where’s it coming from?
The day bag dropped down the leg, so I must have been drinking well enough while half out of it?
I did notice the nibble box had been well-raided. Haha!
And 
was bleeding.
Garden peas, potato cakes and caramelised little pork sausages. These were eaten with bits of the baguette wrapped around each one and dipped in the new Heinz tomato ketchup with pickle!
Got the bed ready to receive the mini-elephantine body and decided to have a bag of chip sticks to round off the meal. I checked the taps and heating and got down in the itch-creating, bruise-giving, catheter-tube-tugging, crumb-decorated from my nocturnal nibbling, God-awfully uncomfortable, cringingly-grotty, no longer working, dirty beige, anti-sleep designed, c1966, second-hand bought for £300, ten years ago from the charity shop, recliner, to eat the treats.