Sunday 16 April 2023

The Mysterious Crowell Manor Basement Laboratory Visit

The Mysterious Crowell Manor

Basement Laboratory Visit



Professor Billum Paid me a visit to his basement laboratory and made Time & Space Machine last week. As we were talking, his lad Alan appeared in their new Concept Time & Space Machine 101/B/Mark three. It was not until they had departed, that I realised they had both gone off in their 2⅐.4 Mark One Machine











The time machine appealed to me



The Bill-Lisa-Alan Neptune aiming Time-Machine!

I couldn’t resist having a go on it, and after pressing a few buttons and knobs and pulling a few levers, I found myself in Crowell Manor Basement Laboratory 216A, where they were with HRH Petal-Lisa, in the middle of some experiment or other. My appearance shook them a little… well, it did me! I think this might have been because I may have set the Time Date wrongly; it’s the Americans, you know, they put the month in the wrong order, you know! So, there was a chance that they had not visited me yet, although they had… but might have been planning the visit to see me. Unless they had already been and returned… maybe? And I’d gone in the wrong time setting, thus, it was not yet, or was already beyond or after the original… No, I’m beginning to lose this; sorry.



Billum also

I’d obviously set a setting wrong somewhere because I could not hear a word they were saying to me. In fact, I could not hear any sounds whatever, and they had some of their machines working on the laboratory benches, and when Alan amended some of the scientific arithmetic on the blackboard, I noticed that HRH Lisa-Petal and both winced as if Alan was chalking had screeched – there’s a word for that, but I can’t remember it – hang on, I’ll check on Google… Oh, ‘Grima’ it tells me? Where was I?


Oh, yes, me not hearing anything when they were talking to me. I’ve forgotten what I was going to say now… Ah… Else I had forgotten to put my hearing aids in, I’d died, or was dreaming the whole thing?


Billum offered to counsel me as well!

 But, there were bubbling test tubes, HRH Petal-Lisa was her usual desirable self, and Alan was chewing off the chalk sticks... which concerned me a little. Billum was wearing a helmet. Then I noticed that Billum looked younger than when he visited me… if he visited me, last week… but that would only be last week to me; for Billum and Alan, it may have been a different time originally to that left earlier or later on their time travelling schedule… or perhaps I’m just having a temporary psychoactive & psychotomimetic moment after taking my Hemp capsule? The plots are gone again… I’ll make a brew of Glengettie.

Gorrit back again! I took a photo in the lab and would like to know if anyone can tell me, from the clues in the picture, just what they were doing, please? Here it is...

The thing is, they are an amazingly kind couple, to me anyway, so as far as that goes; and Alan and the furries, Bless you all!

TTFNski!

Wednesday 6 July 2022

Alto-Inchie Returns

ALTO INCHY RETURNS...

INCHY: Ayup, your back again then Alto? Not seen you for ages.

ALTO: How did you know I was here; I was in clandestine mode?

INCHY: I reckon that Doreen Dementia can detect yer, I certainly knew you were creeping about in my head...

ALTO: Rowlocks! I reckon it’s another Alto trying to sneak in...

 

INCHY: Whatever makes yer think that then?

ALTO: Well, I’ve been having troubles with Alto Control Room Monitoring Section, mate...

INCHY: Mate? Calling me yer mate? Summat serious then I take it.

ALTO: Of yes, not-half Inchy. I slipped up a bit with not picking-up on yer suicidal tendencies, and the ACRMS found out… some sneaking Alto had snitched on me…

INCHY: That’s not right... some foreign Alto snitching on my Alto! Can I complain about this?

ALTO: Why?

INCHY: Well after three-score and ten and a bit of having you pestering and trying to make me miserable, these past few weeks, I’ve sort of missed you, and you are mine?

ALTO: That would have brought tears to my eyes if I’d got any!

INCHY: Don’t be soppy, it doesn’t become you, where’s your sarcasm, nit-picking, foul language, insinuations, and determination to destroy any contentment I have, gone?

ALTO: It’s a sad tale, my friend...

INCHY: Hang on then, I’ll make a brew of Thompsons Punjana tea and get back to yer... owd yer horses… I’ll be back…

ALTO: Thanks, Inchy... I appreciate that…

 

At this, Inchy hobbled off to his kitchen and made the aforesaid brew; totally confused. Alto, thanking him, calling him a friend and mate? Not a single insult or put down uttered? This could be serious. What if the new Alto takes over? He could well be worse than Alto Inchie?

 

INCHY: I’m back Alto-Inchie. Who is this invading Alto anyway, and why does he want to take over control of me? I mean, fair enough, we’ve had some set-to’s, barnies and verbal battles…

ALTO: I’ll explain mucker! This Senior level Alto, failed in his mission on his last assignment, and got the sack, and has gone rogue on the ACRMS. Being such an experienced Alto, they cannot reel him back into the fold, and for some reason, he’s chosen you as his next target?

INCHY: Who did he fail with?

ALTO: Ah, well, he was Alto-Putin...

INCHY: Putin! The Russian one?

ALTO: Yes, I’m afraid so!

INCHY: How did he fail with Putin? Good Gawd, he’s launched the attack on the poor Ukraine, and...

ALTO: Yes, yes, but it’s been 133 days now, and he still hasn’t won the war, has he?

INCHY: So?

ALTO: You really ought to read-up on the ACRMS rules, I’ve sent them all to your brain to be studied! Rule 9920043847076/Putin/WorldWar-93939g954h, Failure to achieve prime target within 130 earth days of formulation; will result in the said Alto (Alto-Putin in this case), being relocated to a proletariat target.

INCHY: Oh...

ALTO: Anyway, I’ve got a hell of a fight on my hands with this Alto-Putin, he’s good; too good for me...

INCHY: Well?

ALTO: There’s only you who can help me, my old pal?

INCHY: How?

ALTO: Simple, if you commit suicide from depression, which of course is my prime-aim, we can beat Putin-Alto, and save the world, you'll be dead, but famous!

INCHY: Ah, so if I top myself...

ALTO: Yes... but it’s got to be through depression at all costs, otherwise I fail in my Prime-Mission, do you see? Then I will get extra powers in payment from the ACRMS, and I can use them to defeat Putin-Alto! Hari-kari, whatever you want to call it, through chance-medley and or depression is a must way to go, Inchy. The ACRMS will not accept death through execution, accident, euthanasia, or mercy killing!

INCHY: How are they going to know?

ALTO: I’ll know, but proof will be needed. I’ve thought about this, and a suicide note should do the trick, my old chum, something along the lines of: “I can no longer cope with the confusions of Doreen Dementia, Peripheral Neuropathy Pete, Nigel’s Neurotransmitters Failing, Cataract Cathleen, Deaf Dominic and the hellish bad luck and problems are all beyond my capacity to understand, alleviate or solve. Anything of any value I leave behind is to be shared between all of my relatives and friends. I leave contact numbers for all three, in the first-aid box, in the ambulatory oxygen tank racking.”

  INCHY: Alto, do I detect a little sarcasm creeping into the conversation there?

ALTO: Hang on, I’m getting a message coming in from Alto-Putin...

INCHY: Alto-Putin?

ALTO: Yea… hang on... I’ll be back…

 

Inchy started to fret a bit while he waited… A sense of his being conned again was growing… rightly so!

 

ALTO: Hello?

INCHY: Well, what was that about, Alto?

ALTO: He just sent one question for me… You pathetic dummy!

INCHY: Eh? What?

ALTO: Alto-Putin said: “Did Inchy fall for it?” Hahaha!

 

Inchie’s, Make ‘em Laugh Series


Tuesday 5 July 2022

Inchies Recent Photographs - With the ode Ode

With a few Odes…

Thanks to Dementia Doreen’s attention…

Dates, days & times, may have a certain invalidation,

So must be treated as somewhat of a guesstimation,

But I wasn’t drunk, sozzled, or under intoxication!

I may well have put this photo above, on before…

Naturally, I can’t be certain or sure…

As said sonehwere thereinbefore...

My memory us getting even more poor!

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Friday’s sunset, I think…

But it might be Saturdays, wink, wink,

Or Sunday nights, maybe…

Anyway, it was a beauty!

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Saturday evening… Maybe…

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Monday mornings car park shot,

Not much action, people, not!

I did see a rabbit, but out of shot,

RVM in his usual spot!

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Monday’s morning kitchenette photo,

Marvellous colouring, I have to say, although…

There is not much of morning glow…

It still looks to me though!

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Tuesday AM, Health Checks time...

Blood Pressure well up, but it’s not a crime…

Body temperature, was perfectly fine...

I’ll make a brew, it’s about time…

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Tuesday’s car park photographicalisations,

Various types of obamulations,

Some of the parking is an abomination…

An animal was circling the drain?

A cat, after the rats again?,

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What a gorgeous sky!

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Food, Glorious, Food  

Food, Glorious, Food

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Fuji Camera used 

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This was my 6th mug of tea that I let go cold after brewing,

Don’t think that I don’t know what I’m doing…

I did at the time, but mind control not being mine…

Thoughts & logicality goes breakdancing…

Problems go beyond understanding, deducing & solving…

Via Doreen’s endless teasing and dementing…

Leaving me depressed and mentally grimacing!

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I took this photograph above of art program CorelDraw,

Where, when, and why, I'm afraid I'm not sure...

But I do wish I could remember more...

Ah well, time for my tablets & tincture...

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So, I escaped from the flat today...

Cunningly I was off and away...
  
But the weather turned rainy...
 
I turned back, disheartengly!

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TTFN - Taketh Care!