Monday 9th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

Mary is smiling in her TFZer Pool Car - Creme Eggs Inside? Haha!

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MONDAY 9th AUGUST 2021

Crippling Colin Cramps

During the few hours kip I managed to get (Humph!), Colin Cramps gave me a pasting! I got up to get some exercise and got the Health Checks done while I was up.

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Health Check Results

Considerably better figures this morning!

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I got the computer on, and I found a photo that Sister Jane sent me yesterday. Terrible news, scary, depressing... Here it is...

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Anticipations

Amazon Morrison order to be delivered, Morning Carer, and Warfarin INR Haematology Anti-Coagulation, DVT (Deep Vein Thrombosis) Blood Testing Nurse, all expected to visit me this Monday. A busy day ahead?

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Morning Carer Arrived

07:48hrs: No making me jump this morning. Val always presses the door chime before coming in. The gal was in a bit of a rush this morning compared to usual. Still had a little natter with me after giving me the medications. ♥

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CorelDraw Graphic Making

I was well pleased with the results today. Saccades Sandra and Nicodemus' Neurotransmitters were both being kind to me, so my efforts were more productive and took a lot less time. ♥ The Wee-Weeing was regular this morning.

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Back To CorelDrawing

I'd got two graphics Diary-Top graphics done and saved for later us. (The wee-weeing was now even more incessant!) The Furesomides are doing their job, no question on that!

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Food Delivery

08:55hrs: The door chimes rang out, and I fumbled my way to the door, calling out, "I'm coming!" The Peripheral Neuropathy was twitching the moment I stood up. But the mini-hallway is so narrow, I used the walls and Metal Mickey for support to get there pretty quickly. It was the Amazon Morrison order arriving.

I was taken aback somewhat at first... three bags, and I'd spent over £49? It must be right. Many items were cut to the limit allowed. Twiglets (2), fish sticks (2), and potatoes (1 bag). Not delivered, Milk Roll Loaf, Wholemeal cobs, and Pod peas!

Oh, flipping heckythump! The chicken sweet chilli chicken breasts had gone up by 50p. The pork loin increased by 20p. Had they any, the milk rolls would have been up by 25p. Twiglets up by 25p as well. Humph! Got the stuff away, had yet another wee-wee, and back to CorelDrawing. Rear-end wind and belching, a lot?

Got some spuds in the slow cooker, with some Worcestershire sauce as a flavouring.

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Warfarin DVT Nurse Arrived

10:00hrs: An anticoagulation nurse came to take the blood. A nice, sociable gal she was too. We had a laugh, or two while did me.

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All Alone Again

And I became feeling a little blue! Boo-who! Now, no more visitors are due. So I went to make a brew of Glengettie tea.

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Change of Plans...

I decided to get the waste bags taken to the rubbish chute instead. So, I did!

Got the shoes on (Five mins).

Made another bag and got it on the box with the others I'd done (Ten Mins).

Had a wee-wee (Three Mins).

Checked around the flat (three minutes).

Got the box checked for safety (One minute)

At last, I was ready to leave the flat.

Limped along with the foyer of the flats, stubbed my toe on the trolley wheel as I opened the door to the chute room.

Got the bags down the cast-iron opening, without any trapped fingers! But on the way out backwards, I stubbed the same toe on the same wheel! I did larf! Humph! I lied as well. To the end of the lift lobby, and the draught from the wide-open window gave me legs and arms goose-bumps.

Got back in the flats looby, and struggling to get the trolley back in, I made it a hat-trick of toe stubbings! Argh!

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Back in the Apartment

Well, it sounds posher than flat!

A heavy rain shower had made Chestnut Walk below look like a river. It didn't last long.

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Brewed a Mug of Glengettie

Checked on the spuds in the microwave... no, Crockpot! Smelt nice! The water still looked red from the sauce I'd added.

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Herbert Hammers Away!

I could even hear it when I went into the kitchen, to find out it was going a bit dark again. I took this zoomed-in photo of the clouds.

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Porcelain Throne Attended

Boy oh, boy, this was a victory for Constipation Conrad in the DESB (Daily-Evacuation-Stakes-Battle-for-Supremacy); Trotsky Terence was well beaten! It took me ages to get things to start.

While urging and painfully pushing things along, I succeeded with the crossword and got a few answers solved, well, three.

When the action began, it was a slow, agonistic job that took me ages to complete. Rock-solid giant meatball shaped depth-charges were released. 

The stomach actually swelled up even more than usual after the evacuation? What! However, amazingly Harold's Haemorrhoids did not bleed at all; they stung a bit, mind. I was well-pleased with this and the fact that Little Inchies fungal lesion wasn't bleeding either!

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Tried To Get a Nap

It was no good; Herbert above's tap-tapping was persistent and so annoying. I had to give up, and I decided to get the ablutioning done.

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Ablutionisationing Went Well!

Teeth cleaning started the aching off, but no too severely. Nasal Cleaning went quickly. Then the shaving... believe it not, but no nicks or cuts while I was shaving! Only a handful of dropsies!

The showering was almost perfect, just the one clout on the shoulder, which see Shaking Shoulder Shirley off for a while.

Medicationalisationing

Never gone betterer!

Dressing

No accifauxpas, whoopsiedangleplops, falls or knocking anything over. Smug Moded!

Had a wee-wee, washed the dandies, and made a brew of Thompsons Punjana.

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Restarted The Computer

Uploaded the photos taken to use in this post and came across this mystery one...

Well, it's not a towel, it's not the shower curtain, but what is it, I ask?

I figuratively dug into my expiring memory. Tried to see what it couldn't be... Sherlock Mode here! I referred to my intelligence, EQ, and cunning problem-solving skills...

Nope, no idea!

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♥ Carer Jill Arrived ♥

Once again, as I was deep into trying to solve the above mystery, my nose was up to the computer screen... Jill had not rung the door-chimes again, and had come in, and was standing right behind, she said: "Hello, how are you keeping?" Made me jump that much. My first thought was Crikey; she'll kill me off one of these days! Hehehe!

Yes, I am in love again, that's several now, Nurse Christina and three carers, not to mention Warden Deana. Har-har-har!  But I didn't mind. I just appreciated that it was Jill who's came to tend to me ♥. She had arrived early to have time to offer help on the decluttering for me again, and she took a lot of stuff away for me.

Not only that, but she rang the surgery for me and rebooked the missed (my fault) appointment at the surgery for the Memory Test last Friday. She even said now we have a date (I loved that we, word! ♥), Monday 23rd August 15:00hrs, she will mention it to her boss, and ask whichever carer was on duty to remind me! Bless her! ♥

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To Confusion

I miss the days of the gramophone,

It had an earthy distinctive tone,

Listening to Frankie Vaughn, my mind was blown,

Of course, the gramophone was not my own,

I had to bribe a neighbour, to get a loan,

Now I'm old and taking prednisolone,

Warfarin, Omeprazole and Fluxonazone, 

Living on cheap bead and mascarpone,

Dwelling in a flat all on my own,

Sorry, if this has a depressing tone,

With Vascula Dementia, memories unknown,

I just stubbed my toe on a stone,

I had to have a little chunter and moan!

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Blog Finalised and sent it off

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Tuesday 3rd August 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ Oh, yes, I love this! ♥

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TUESDAY 3rd AUGUST 2021

05:00hrs: I woke in a quite spritely mood and mode... well, no, I didn't, sorry about that. But after yesterdays daymare of disasters, I did stir back into imitation life, a lot less depressed than I thought I would be... I think I got that sentence around my neck somewhere and how. Rose and took a wearingly weak, weeping-like, wee-wee.

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Ablutioning & Medications

The intricacies of aged ablutioning! Those who claim they will never die, 'I will live forever...' As a reality check of what some old folks have to go through each morning and evening. After the Carers have called to give one's medication because they got in a mess taking so many, thanks to Vascular Dementia. The following details I publish to aid and warn these Whippersnappers.

I made for the wet room first, as I needed a damned good shave and stand-up wash. It was far too early to use the shower. (The nasty flood and Whoopsiedangleplop yesterday, when I left the tap running and returned to a fine mess that needed cleaning up and sorting out and obviously had no hot water to use for a shave or wash). I started with doing the teeth, using the prescription paste.

Ah, something else to forget as well. I must get help from someone to phone the dentist to ask how I go about getting some more of the Colgate® Duraphat® toothpaste on prescription; I've only one tiny 51g tube left to use now. There was only one dropsy of the toothbrush, as well! Yes!

Shaving next: Naturally, with over a days growth of beard, I had a few cuts here and there, but nothing of a serious nature; the bleeding soon stopped with a splash of aftershave and gritted teeth. Hehe!

Washed and rinsed, dried off, and started the medicalisationings of various ailments. 

Starting with the worst, most painful area, Little Inchies bleeding fungal lesion.

After this applicationing, the pain got worse! But I half expected it, with not doing any last night, due to loss of hot water from the Accifauxpa.

Moved on to ointmentating Harold's Haemorrhoids. Instant easing of the pain! This job was, and is, the most pleasurable of all the daily treatments. Grand!

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Phorpain® gelled Arthur Itis's knees and Cartilage Cathy. Had a good rubbing in.

Move on to Germolene® old op scars on the belly.

Put the olive oil in the ear-holes.

Somehow, I managed to do the chloramphenicol eye drops for Saccades Sandra. I did pretty well today. I reckon about 30% of the drops got into the eye. Tsk! The 70%, as usual, ended up running down the cheek, discolouring the moustache on its way around the lips and into my mouth.

Did nasal declogging with Sterimar® and used some Evolve® eye drops to make up for the lost ones earlier. Well, I inadvertently drank. 

I got my jewellery back on... Haha!

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Health Checks Completed

Great Results Again! I like this!

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Belated First Brew of the Day

A mug of Glengettie made, potatoes put in the crockpot for later one.

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Rushed to the Porcelain Throne

But I had a heck of a wait for the evacuation to start moving. No amount of enforced encouragement helped! So, I got the crossword book out, relaxed and waited...

Trying to do the crossword, whistling, picking my nose, singing quietly to myself, and waited... 

I got a few solutions. I involuntarily farted, and the action started, and things flowed, and it was not half-hearted, soon all that was going to had departed. Dang, messy with it, though!

Cunningly, Constipation Conrad had passed a Trotsky Terence-like torpedo. Crafty that!

Took some cleaning up all the same.

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Took Some Loosener Med's

I don't want another session like that one!

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Carer Julie Arrived

The gal seemed a smidge, almost nervous in a way? I checked that I had some trousers on - yep, they were. Hehehe! She soon sorted me out with the medications and remembered to ask the questions about what I'd taken earlier.

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Made an order with Amazon

Not As Good As Sainsbury's - Not yet!

A least through Amazon, as opposed to using Morrison's own site to order, I have the option to list items as 'Do Not Substitute'. Then, of course, there are times when the Amazon delivery shopper will leave the bags downstairs in the lobby. And piss off! Often they get the wrong item as was wanted as well.

I recall one bloke, who seemed not to speak English, left all six bags in the outer lobby, and shot off! I had a most painful two hours getting them up to the flat. While I was on the way up or back down from the apartment, someone opened a bag and nicked my cream cakes! 

When I started sorting the bags, a bottle of Worcester Sauce wanted was a packet of Chestnuts? And the bottle of spring water was a Lucozade? I've depressed myself now!

We'll see. It's ordered for tomorrow, 08:00 > 10:00hrs. I've got a nervous uneasiness about this delivery... Oh, Dear, my EQ just laughed!

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Herberts Rattling Away

Sounds like he's got an old printing press going?

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Social Services Called

It was Neelah. The lady dealing with the decluttering company asked whether I want to go ahead. I asked questions as Valerie gave me to ask, but the subject kept changing and losing my thread and grip on the conversation.

I made notes as she spoke to put in the calendar. Provisionally it was booked for Monday 30th August. It gives me time to get the valuables collated together before the so-called expert arrives to do what he wants with my property.

I asked how I can pay the £335 bill, as the card will not run up that high? Neelah said she would phone John and find out how to pay the fee. I thanked her and went out on the balcony to ponder and muse over the events... and have a look at the scenery on offer. I took this photo.

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Neelah Rang Back

The money has to be cash! The date was changed to Tuesday 31 August at 09:00hrs. I had a look at the calendar and changed it.

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It's Feeling Cold?

Brrr! I'll shut the balcony door! That's better!

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Had a go at Some Shredding

Not a Lot!

But every little helps... as someone must have said before Tesco used it. Have you noticed that companies, Tesco, Insurance and Food Delivery adverts, are finding new slogans that say absolutely nothing? 'We've got this!", 

There have been a few good ones, though. Reassuringly expensive, The appliance of science, Every Little Helps, Exceedingly Good Cakes, Loves the jobs you hate, Full of Eastern Promise! Your Flexible Friend, Put a tiger in your tank, For hands that do dishes can feel as soft as your face... Can you remember the products they were trying to sell? Hehehe!

Getting Hungry Now!

So, I made a meal of sorts.

Nice. 705/10 Flavour rating.

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Evening Carer Arrived

Nice gal, but I can't remember her name. This is so maddening! However, I believe it might have been Jill, Julie, Eliska, Pamela,  Samantha, Carole. Elena, Ilia, Helena, Katsia, Julia, or Kara. Or maybe not? She got the medications sorted, offered to take some stuff down for the table, and took two bags for the waste chute. Bless her! ♥ Thanks, Gal, very kind of you.

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Updated This Blog and got it posted off

Then did some Facebooking.

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A Few Thoughts In Ode

Not been much today that I could call glam,

Oh, I'm fibbing, of course, I am,

Valerie came to see me, causing this epigram,

But work called her, she had to scram,

Then I felt as if I was a hologram,

My Thought Storms were all flimflam,

Have I taken my Oxazepam?

I think I'll have some bread and jam?

I took some CBD, just one milligram,

My Throne visit was as tight as a clam!

Tried the crossword, but damn...

A torpedo came out with a wham!

Veins on my leg looking like a diagram,

Emails came in, mostly spam,

I must stop, the brains in Bedlam!

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Evening all!

Thursday 22nd July 2021: Diary, Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

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Thursday 22nd July 2021

Woke at about 05:00hrs, in need of a wee-wee. Almost effortlessly, I clambered out of the c1968 recliner, and I utilised the overnight emergency bucket. A weak, dribbling effort again. Worryingly, Little Inchies fungal lesion had been bleeding, and the painful process of ointmentating had to be done. No, bother, of course, for a man of my heroical bravery. No oohing and arghing, wincing or Argh's! (Well, not many), Hahaha!

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Into a Mind-Haze-Mode!

I'll try to explain as best I can what a Mind-Haze-Mode involves.

You find yourself starting a job and realise you've gone on to another to do. Not yet having completed the first task... then something distracts your feeble brain further; It may be noise from Herbert above you - or the intercom going off, or the door chime coming to life, all equally good at confusing you. Then, with the first two intentions still in mid-progress, you'll start on a third one... Often unaware of the first job, until it comes to light later, you'll leave whatever current task is to hand and start the cycle repeatedly.

This example may oversimplify things, but it can generally be understood by those lucky enough not to have this Mind-Haze-Mode, affliction.

I think... Where was I?

Oh, yes! Somehow or other, I found I was doing the hand washing in the kitchen sink and noticed the potatoes had been partial put in the crockpot.

I finished off the Afghanistani made, green long-sleeved t-shirt, all washed, rung, and hung to dry.

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Stand-Up Ablutions

Too early to use the shower cause of the noise it makes, disturbing my sleep-late neighbours.

The feet needed cleaning, but I'll do that later in the shower; I take a washing-up bowl in with me to stand in to get the feet refreshed and titivated. (Cunning or what?) Hehehe!

Despite my rushing to get done in time for the Carer to arrive, the dropsies were far less than usual? Only two minuscule nicks shaving.

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Health Checks Done

Mmm? Not so good today. The BP was back up into near the Hypertension Stage 2 colouring.

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Porcelain Throne Visit

This session was just as smooth, pain-free, unmessy, and non-toxic as yesterday. It was almost a pleasure.... until I found that Little Inchies fungal lesion had been bleeding again!

The nurses at the City Hospital, after having my heart replacement, called me 'Stoic'. Hahaha! I do have a higher pain threshold and pain tolerance than most... with all of my ailments, bar the ointmentating of the fungal lesion! So I looked up what it meant when I got home.

But getting at the lesion to put the miconazole and hydrocortisone ointment on the wound is the only source of pain that I find overbearing. 

Hehehe! Just thought I'd mention it. Then if anyone finds me whimpering with my pants down around my ankle, they'll know why!

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Made A Brew Of Glengettie

And a Carer Appeared in the Room!

A first-time caller, a pretty young thing. I think she said that her name was Katzia. She found there were no Codeines left in the bag? After searching around, I found a few out-of-date Codeines in the rubbish drawer; I used them. Some other items were down to their last few tablets as well.

No communications about the status of the prescriptions from Meridian.

I ask Katzia if she would please ask Natalie if she could update me on the prescriptions situation.

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Ode To The Medications

Carers, now sorting the meds - I couldn't drop a clanger,

Then the creams for things like my furuncular,

Little Inchies, fungal lesion... more painfuller!

Harolds Haemorrhoids, Dakacort, makes me shudder!

Oil for the ears and drops for Sandra Saccades,

There's other stuff, but my memory fades,

My brain loses things; facts go off my radar!

This doesn't please or make me jocular,

Getting through another day... spectacular!

Even if I look and feel like Dracula!

A silly little ode to cheer me up. It didn't!

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Internet Down Again!!!

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The Intercom Came to Life!

T'was the Iceland Delivery

I got to the now working intercom, and I pressed the admission button into the flats. I made my way to the front door, and...

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Accifauxpa - Whoopsiedangleplop!

Right leg, Peripheral Pete kicked off on one of his Schuhplattler dance routines. Taking place in the narrow hallway, I'm usually able to avoid going over - But not this time. It happened quickly; I hit the trolley and knocked off all of the cans and bottles on the radiator in seconds. Incidentally, with the bottle of WKD breaking as it hit the trolley on its way to the carpet, I now realised that the blue WKD is carbonated - it sprayed me in the face as my head joined the bottle on the floor. I just thought I'd mention it.

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The above is how things looked after the kind Iceland man opened the door when he heard the commotion - then got me up onto my feet again. He then picked up the bottles for me! ♥

Also, he pointed out that I may have a 'blood blister' coming up on the finger I'd clouted in the wires of the trolley basket as I went down. Which are now bent and distorted (the wires)! As one can expect after so many flabby stones of body mass had just fallen on it belly-first, with a thud!

He put the bags inside the doorway for me.

I thanked the man, who checked that I didn't need any more help and was feeling alright before he said I'll be off then, take care. A gent! 

I insisted he takes his choice of the cans and bottles available and thanked him again.

Things are getting hectic here... Hehehe!

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Bags to the Kitchen for Sorting

Got the fridge food put away first.

Keep the strawberry and pork & pickle pies cold before sharing them as thank-you treats with the new biscuits and other odd bits.

Getting the stuff in the freezer was a work of art, but I managed it with a bit of shuffling. Hehe!

Herbert above was doing some banging about - that or it was someone else.

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Back Into Mind-Haze-Mode!

As I went into one of the odd modes, and I started job-hopping again. Tsk!

I hung the shirt washed earlier to dry near the open window. 

Then got the pod peas out of the fridge and in pots, ready to be podded.

Then got the Lounge pants soaking in liquid soap powder in the bowl in the sink.

Back to the peas... and started podding away.

About halfway through, and I went back to the lounge pans in the bowl, got them washed, refreshed, rung and hung up to dry.

Back again to pod peas and finished podding, and put the peas in a saucepan with some Worcestershire sauce to marinate.

Then as I washed the bowls used, I realised the value of the plug strainer I'd bought. It had stopped some bit of stalk and part of a leaf; that was so tiny from going down the drain hole. That should help with not blocking the drains.

Smug-Mode-Engaged!

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Deana Called

Pick up the things. We had a natter, well I did. Deana couldn't get many words in. Hehehe!

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Herbert's Flat

Some horrendously loud drilling started above my head. But it stopped after a few seconds?

Time For a Nibble.

Two small pork and pickle pies and a bag of vinegar flavoured Quavers, mayhaps? I shall investigate and prepare things.

I ended up having a little feast. Wholemeal cobs, orange tomatoes, chilli chicken fillets, potatoes, and some podded garden peas.

Taste Rating: 705/10.

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Head Down (Well, that was the plan anyway)

I think I got about half-an-hour kip in, woke and went to have a much-belated shower. I remembered to take the bowl in with me to try and clean the big toenail on the right foot; it looked terribly dirty. I tried to get at it with the loofa and shaking the foot in the soapy water but could not get it clean? I reached for my spectacles, and I had a better look - it was a bruise underneath the nail! Possibly from the tumble earlier? Then...

The Doorchimes Rang Forth!

Katsia came in, opened the wet room door and asked if I needed any help... Hehehe! Gawd, the temptation to say 'Yes please!' almost got to me.

I got dried off in record time and got to see Katsia sorting through the medications. Some more tapping, knocking, scraping noises coming from Herbert's area above. Katsia heard it and mentioned it. Talking with this gal was hard to understand what she was saying. I think it was the same for her as well. ♥ She'd had a long day working, this morning she served me, now tonight, without a break, and still has more clients to tend to, bless her.

More tapping, knocking, scraping noises coming from Herbert's area above. But not for long. 

Updated This Blog

Got it finished, checked and awaited Blogger to change all my formatting, which it did! Corrected things back to what I wanted, and still Blogger, the blogger, changed some configurations when it published the diary?

Grumph!