Inchies Day: Thursday 19th August 2021. Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZer Mary Wins - Grrreat! ♥

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LAST NIGHTs FARCE!

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 Wednesday Evening 

I waited from 13:00hrs until just after 22:00hrs for the 4 items Amazon delivery of three trousers and a double pack of pyjama bottoms to arrive. Having been up by then for over 18 hours. Bedraggled, tired, dirty and smelly cause I dare not get a shower and miss the delivery; Oh, and fed up!

The internet going down so often at times; it was off more than on! A pig of a day, nowt going right much. 

Looked at the tracker again... and got this screen - after being told for hours that it would arrive before 10:00hrs (Lying Scumbags!)

I was doing comments on Facebook at the time, replying to comment about Virgin Media Internet, and was in a gritty, grumpy mood anyway at the time.

Minutes later... I got this:

My insides were twisting and churning; I'm afraid I swore a little, quietly but viciously. My EQ shouted at me, keep calm. It's gonna get worse! Things got worse! Then, seconds later, I got this come in...

Your Package has been Delivered?

  What the _ _ _ _!  

.After going into a stage-two panic, I had a good look around outside in case the box had been left anyway, but no! I had to look it up. I farted about trying to discover how I could talk to someone at Amazon. But I was getting all het-up and getting nowhere... I needed a wee-wee; I think that helped me to regain a limited modicum of mind control. I cannot remember how I got to it, but there was an option I eventually found to talk to a Valley Girl Robot, as mentioned by Tim Price in his last comment on the blog. It was all written, and you had to pick from a selection of options that came up, no opportunity to write anything you want to write in explanation, choose an answer sort of jobbie. I'm none the wiser now! 

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THURSDAY 19th AUGUST 2021

Gone midnight now, and I've still not finished the Facebooking yet: But first, I looked to see if any comments had come in, and there's one from Master of Science in Teaching (MST), Doctor of Philosophy (PhD), Institute of Physics (IOP), and Associate Professor of the NOSRCMA Near Ohio Red Car Monitoring Assessment (Financial Donations Accepted). And I thought I'd replied to it - But No? I believed I probably lost my comment? So I did that first, then got on with TFZer and Winwood Heights Facebooking again.

What a palava!

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Due to Jill encouraging and helping me sort out the place ready for the expensive declutters to arrive and sort me out, there has been very little time to work on this post. So things will be a little terse and to the point today, a sort of readable shorthand. Hehehe! I thang You!

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Having been up for a total of 28hours, thanks to the Amazon cock up and none delivery, did not help me get much sleep. Tsk! Only about 4 hours of bliss for me...

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06:35hrs: Woke, wee-wee'd, and got some waste bags made up. Wee-wee'd again, had a facewash quickie, made more bags up, got them in the box ready to go to the finger-trapping, toe-stubbing chute room.

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♥ Carer Jillie arrived ♥

The gal soon had the medications sorted for me. Jill kindly said she would come back later to help me with the sorting-out for an hour or so. The gal is so good to me. Bless her! ♥

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Continued Updating

I am so drained after so little kip. It's Amazon that I can keep awake... Oh, I meant amazing! But the connection and blame for Amazon's failures caused this humour!

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Photo From The Balcony

The new car park at the end of Chestnut Walk had even fewer cars in it. But then again, it was much later than I would usually take a photo, thanks to Amazon failing to deliver the parcel yesterday. Thanks! Then I took a sap of a van and workmen below in the Emergency Vehicles Only parking space. 

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Health Checks Done

Then realised I'd not done the Health Checks yet - So I did them".

Gobsmacked!

Yet again, an even lower BP! Yippee!

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Handwashing Sorted

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Espied Ghost Clouds?

Can you see a figure in this one?

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Checked the Amazon (Sorry To Use That Word) Tracker

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Jillie Returned

Two hours hard labour, Hehe! Only joking. Jillie was a treasure, and she kept me going at clearing away and shredding the paperwork. She even knew when I was getting weary. The gal is a genuine, gentle, ingenious genius! Fell of good advice. We, Jillie, mostly got more clearing done in two hours than I have done for days and took some stuff away with her for the Social table and bags for the chute! And she is beautiful with it! ♥ She departed to her next client. She used her downtime to come and help me again. Bless her cotton socks! ♥

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Hoovered Up & Took Photos

The big pile that was on the armchair has been significantly reduced! Thanks, Jill ♥.

The space behind the £300, second-hand, decrepit, c1968, rickety recliner. And the collapsable desk. (All Jills work!♥) It was practically cleared! ♥ I must try to get a photo of Nottingham's finest carer ♥.

The Steptoe & Son room was still looking horrendously messy, but that is because it was! But I could see some improvement!

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Checked The Tracker Again

Mind you, according to the tracker, he was yesterday! But that didn't stop that man from failing to turn up! He's getting closer.

Oh, I'd better mention that this is yesterdays trousers and pyjama bottoms, it's the Tabet cloths. The clothing should, could, might possibly, perhaps be arriving tomorrow.

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Too tired Now, to Continue

Got the meal finished off, sat down in hopes of nodding off. Realised I can't afford to in case the trews arrive, fed-up, got the stew made.

It looked fine, smelt delicious, tucked into it... Whoopsiedangleplop! Foul Tasting! Gawd know what I'd done wrong? I fear only a 2/10 for Taste-Rating this time. And that being for the peas and bread. Oh, heckithump!

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Head Down

Trying not to fall asleep in case Amazon Trews or the Brit Marmite biscuits arrive! A task (staying awake) that was not going to be easy this, so I found some crap that might not send me to sleep on the TV to watch. Zzzz!

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Stirred Back Into Imitation Life

I Woke Up about two hours later, still blurry-eyed, and had an argument with myself about should I get up or sod it all? 

Whoopsiedangleplop! First-Class!

Then It became evident to me that I'd fell asleep while eating some of the crap beef stew! I'm quick at noticing things like that!

Mainly through the squelching and feeling of the cold gravy, as it made rivers and streams in the folds of my stomach, as it ran down into my PPs! Which saved the recliner cover from getting wet, but Little Inchy got a soaking!

 Having to clean things up and the need of a wee-wee forced me to get up anyway. As I stumbled to the kitchenette limpingly, gently banging my right shoulder on the door frame and dropping the walking stick, the door chimes rang out...

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Evening Carer Arriving

I'm was a little confused and not really with it, but Carer Julie, bless her, spotted this straight away. I suppose the gravy, and the stuck-on peas clinging to my belly, and stained jammie-bottoms was a clue!) 

Julie showed genuine concern and checked I was alright. ♥ At first, she thought I'd had a tumble with seeing Metal Mickey on the floor. Julie helped me sort things out mess-wise, and we got the medications taken. I hobbled with her to the door and wished her my thanks-her. She told me to forget everything and get back to sleep. Bless her!  

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Cleaned Myself Up

By the time I'd cleared up the mess I had made, I had got new PP's on; nodding off was not on the cards. I was not sleepy at all. 

I suppose banging my knee on the cabinet corner, getting redressed and stubbing my toe on the recliner when I got back to the computer chair sort of rejuvenated me? No, that's not the word? But anyway, I don't think I could have got back to sleep.

The Thought Storms and self-recriminations were flowing again, mingled with the Amazon failures and letdowns, along with the pain of the toe-stubbing. Disgruntled, displeased with myself, irritated, annoyed, exasperated and in an insurrectionary mood!

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New Car Park Checked

I placed this here for the attention of AAB: Associate of Applied Business, ASPT-APT: Associate in Physical Therapy, Bachelor of Business Administration (BBA), Master of Computational Finance, Master of Science in Teaching (MST), Doctor of Philosophy (PhD), Institute of Physics (IOP), and Associate Professor of the NOSRCMA Near Ohio Red Car Monitoring Assessment (Financial Donations Accepted). Hahaha!

Blimus! A maroon and a white car in there tonight! The regulation since opening three red vehicles were in there.

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Well, would you believe it?

The Witching Hour Again?

Down Again! Absolute Crap!

Does Steve Fries know about this?

At $22m salary plus expenses, does he care? Should he care? His bosses are obviously content to let him carry on number crunching and conning them... but I don't imagine they would give a toss about customers either?

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CorelDrawing

I started on a graphic on CorelDraw whilst hoping for the led-by, bedevilled Steve Fries, Liberty-Global Virgin Media Internet, to start again. It took a while. So irking!

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Virgin Media Internet Still Down

Virgin Media Internet, owned and ruined by Liberty-Global not back on yet. So, I washed the green long sleeve tee-shirt in the sink.

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Virgin Media Internet Still Down

I ointmentated the stubbed toe; well, heel it was actually.

The feet are looking fine, by the way.

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Ah, Internet Back On

Got this blog updated and then sent the email next on to Facebooking.

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Evening all!

Sunday 15th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZeress Been Shopping? Haha! ♥

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SUNDAY 15th AUGUST 2021

I woke and lay there in a heap of blobby body, pondering over a dream I'd been having, and writing notes as reminders for when I get this diary done. Here they are, what bits I can recall in any detail anyway, some of the scribblings were unreadable when it came to it. 

05:00hrs: The need of a wee-wee forced me back into semi-consciousness. Then I seemed to engage auto-mode... 

I used then emptied and washed/sanitised the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket) with a lot of  PMAD (Post-Micturition-After Dribbling).

Got the spuds in the crockpot, put the kettle on, and nipped to the wet room.

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Accifauxpas

Going in through the door, I shoulder charged my left arm into the door frame. Tsk! Took these shots later on to use.

Porcelain Throne

It was one of the better evacuations today. Ap[art from the flushing failing and having to be repeated several times, all went well!

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Health Checks

Perfectly satisfactory results for me today. The BP was back down into the amber!

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Photograph Found!

While making up the graphic above, I found a picture I'd taken late last night and forgot to put it in yesterday's diary. Tsk!

Not sensational, just beautiful!

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Dream Recollecting

First Dream Memories in Months

I was working as a delivery driver, my bosses were actual people who used to be over the years, and the customers kept changing to another known face? 

I went to the first address of two I'd to deliver to in Hucknall, Nott's. In just that one was my beloved Auntie Peggy (Who passed away in about 1955?), and it felt so authentic, astonishing and delightful; I think I cried n the dream?

Then on to the second house, Smethwick, which had residents that kept changing into different people, all of which had played a part in my long-gone younger years. I was going from room to room, and in each one was a surprise for me; I recall a teacher from my school days, a neighbour from Brookfield Place, Mrs Duke from nearby my house, Sister Jane as a schoolgirl... I'm sure there were many more as well. Yes! My old shop Manager, Mr Gamble, from Marsdens on St Anns Well Road, circa 1960! Amazing how that came to me so long after the dream, and I had not written his name on the pad, either?

Getting back to Nottingham, I could not remember the route. I kept driving around, getting more and more lost! Oh, the van was a Commer Walk-Through. Of the style that I work with at Whiteheads Confectionery, in Bulwell in the early sixties. Like this photo below, of a British Railway one.

There is a gap in the memory or in the dream because I found myself back in Nottingham. Colwick, to be precise, and several of my old bosses from a variety of companies were in the office. This bit was not so good and a smidge worrying; Cause I put on a gas respirator and ignited a gas cylinder... The memories died from here on in? Wake and wee-wee time! Hehehe!

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Internet Down Again! Shagblocks!

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Carer Caught Me out!

I was not doing so bad today (yet) with Nicodemus's Neurotransmitters not playing up so much this morning. On CorelDraw, sorting the photo's out... A sweet but loud voice rang in my ear from just behind where I was sat! "Morning, Gerry!" It was Carer Jill, catching me out again! Haha! I wish she'd press the door-chime button before coming in. She had spectacular timing today; I had just put the bottle of spring water in my mouth for a drink; the most significant jump she's ever given me this one was! ♥

The poor gal was busy again. Doing extra hours. Still, after sorting the medications out,  Jill managed a little rushed chinwagging and listened to my tale involving the Meadows, and it was gobsmacking hoe many coincidences we shared verbally. She had to shoot off, and I sulked for a while, naturally! Well, I'm still a bit down now!

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Josie's Nosh Prepped & Delivered

After a few hours slog of blogging and CorelDrawing, I prepped Josie's Sunday Lunch. She had the last of the shelled podded garden peas, but I have more for myself to do later.

I took it to Josie's door and rang the bell...

Whoopsiedangleplop!

I got in a bit of a panic... I remembered that there was something I had to do urgently, that I'd forgotten about: but by the time I'd got me and the stick back inside the door without spilling any from or dropping the food tray - I'd forgotten what it was I was going back in for!

By then, Josie had appeared, and I might have been embarrassingly swearing at my stupidity. Hope she didn't hear it!

Jodie came to ask if I was alright. (Cringe!) But she was happy enough to let me take her photo as she took the tray of fodder from me. So my discomfiture was eased. Haha!

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Ablutions

Took this photo of the arm before I got going.

I'll try to make a point of not walking into the door frame again. Humph! 

Nasal clearing, teeth cleaning, then getting the shaving done. All went well, with only about four dropsies... Yes!
I was getting a little wee'd off with myself now!
The medicationalisationing went well too!
Then getting dressed. You'd never have guessed, I'm sure. I lost my balance getting the PPs on, and I hit the same damned shoulder again, against the door!
Haha! I was pretty impressed with the artistic bruise. That, I believe, are the scratch marks I made when it itched a bit during the night. But not severely this time; I think I even managed a wry smile after clouting the door, tackling getting the pants on again.
In my usual hair-brained abilities, I took this photo halfway through plodding them...
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The showering: At least eight dropsies. I had a few mini-accifauxpas, mind you. The flipping showerhead twice, and on one occasion, it landed on my foot! Yet another toe-stubbing, Humph! Perhaps the worse one was hitting my already battered right arm against the power box on the wall.

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Important Duties!

My next job was to get the kettle on and de-pod the last of the garden peas for yours truly to have tonight.

I strayed onto doing the handwashing of the long-sleeved tee shirt?

I got all done, washed, refreshed, rung-out and hung above the sink. Then got back and finished the pea plodding. Yes, the vagueness was returning again!

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Updating this Blog

Onto the computer, and guess what?

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Freakily Fatigued?

I was unceremoniously in the depths of fatigue, mentally and physically. I found this worrying. I got my meal while I still could, for I felt things would not go very well in the energy stakes. Things didn't get any worse as I got the meal prepped and served on the tray.

Oh, dearie me! I got down in the £300, second-hand, decrepit, c1968, rickety recliner to eat the meal. It took me a while, for the hunger I had earlier had dissipated, but all garden peas and fish sticks were eaten before I fell asleep with the tray still on my bulbous belly.

I woke up and saw the mess around the chair, from the dropped tray, with accompanying mess on me, the chair and the carpet!

What did I do? Swiftly fell asleep again?

I'd guess it must have been two hours later that I re-stirred into imitation life. But the tiredness seemed worse than before I'd nodded of in the first place.

I was incapable of getting up, simply drained, and fell asleep again. (I think)

Woke once more, bleary-eyed, and forced myself to get up and clear the mess at my feet. I know this, but nothing else until, until...

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The Evening Carer Arrived

It was Helen (I think not though, oh, the memory!) Not sure about all that took place, but remember Helen telling me I was falling asleep while talking to her? I think she wanted to call an ambulance, bless her cotton socks ♥. I believe I bade her farewell and thanked her. But?

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Down in the Recliner!

As soon as the Carer departed, I checked around for taps, lights etc. and got my head down. And was quickly in the land of nod. That must have been needed cause I stayed there for over six uninterrupted hours!

Friday 13th August 2021: Inchies Diary, and sometimes the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZer Jillie, exercising the pets ♥

Remember This?

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FRIDAY 13th AUGUST 2021

05:30hrs: I fought my way back into conscientiousness, out of the c1968 recliner, and to the wee-wee bucket.

 My mind was lagging behind the body for once, the haziness and vagueness continued, and I found myself in the kitchen, having washed and sanitised the much-overused bucket and scrubbing away doing the hand washing of a shirt. As I was hanging it up above the sink to drip-dry, I remembered that the lounge trousers also needed washing - so I did! Added them to the rail with the shirt.

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Housework Mini-Purge

Waste bags made up, some shredding done, then off to the wet room. I did stop to take a photo through the balcony from the computer chair. It had, I thought, an eerie air?

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Porcelain Throne & Ablutions

The Throne action took ages to start, so the crossword book was used.

The Throne took precedence, of course. Once it started, it proved to be unmessy, smooth, painless, and easy to clean up after the session - Nice Change! 

After freshening things up, I thought I'd seen a distinct pattern in the bog-cleaner liquid - blown if I can fine it the photo I took?

Ablutions

Stand-Up again, Tsk! Went as such:

Teeth cleaning, Toothache Terence was a bit of git with me. Three dropsies.

Nasal Clearing, apart from three more dropsies again, went well.

Shaving went amazingly well. Just four dropsies and one tiny nick.

Medicationalisationing

Harold's haemorrhoids were creamed without any bother at all!

Ear drops done, with one dropsy.

Little Inchies fungal lesion ointmentating went, as usual; it was agony! One dropsy.

Stomach Scar Germolene application was not too painful at all, no dropsies!

The Phorpain gelling of Arthur Itis's and Cartilage Cathy, even better - they were both in a good mood with me!

Drying off, no calamities of any kind.

Getting dressed... Ah, well, there's always one, isn't there! Getting the PP's on, and for some reason, the pair had stuck together, front and back - naturally, I hadn't noticed, and ended up going over backwards, down on the bum... instantly, Harold Haemorrhoids were no longer kind to me! Crudhollows!  

I crawled on all fours and utilised the shower chair. That got me back up.

On the bright side, the legs were looking worthy of this picture going in the Tate Gallery. They look prettier this morning than a pile of bricks! Cheaper to buy too? Are you reading this Tate gallery, people? Haha!

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Brew Of Glengettie Tea - Much-Needed!

Made a start on this blog. Then noticed the change in the sky, so I took another snap through the balcony window.

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Morning Carer Arrived

It was new girl number two, Cassandra. Nice enough buxom little thing. Found a minute or two for a chinwag. I think my loquacious greetings caught her off guard, but she seemed to like it, all the same, bless her! Got the medications and questioning done, filled her log sheet and spared me a minute for my rambling, open bonhomous waffling. ♥ 

Then I realised the cock-up I had made. (Hard to believe, I know!) I had meant to tell the carer that I won't be needing the Furesomide this morning: I'm hoping to go out to Bulwell, and the tablets are not time-critical, so I'll take it when I get back. But No! Oh, not me! I'd even left a not on the TV screen to remind me...

I spotted it seconds after taking the Furesomide! Humph! Dare I go out, or not? Caution abandoned, I decided I would go!

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I Opted To Go To Bulwell

Fool!

Waste bags to the chute returned the box and readied things for the bus trip.

Into the elevator and down to the ground floor.

Entered the link passage and took this snap of the workers doing something on the last bit of new car parking on Chestnut Walk.

Entered the auto-lit passageway into Winwood Court, it still smells all new.

Along and into the Social room. At the far end, I noticed there was a piano or organ. Wonder if they'd let me yodel?

Out to the bus stop and did my best to listen to the residents seated in the shelter, having a chinwag session, sharing moans.

Caught the 19 bus, and thus suffered from Harold's Haemorrhoids bleeding, Cartilage Cathy, and Arthur Itis all causing me grief. This was due to the Stirling Moss infatuated bus driveress. Clinging onto the trolley guide to stop it from sliding away on each bend or corner, even when the brakes were jumped on at bus stops! I, as were the other passengers, was tossed and thrown about.

It was a miracle that I hadn't wee'd myself! I was so glad when I limped off of the bus when we arrived at Morrisons store.

I wouldn't have felt so relieved had I known what awaited me in the supermarket!

Supermarket Bash

I was blocked in two lanes and had to for back around the gondola - I was run into by two shopping trolleys! - A kid shot a peashooter at me! (he was a good shot, though, he got me in the glasses and neck area, and one bounced off of my left hearing aid.

Got to the self serve checkout, put the stuff on the tray and realised it was card only, being as I could not remember my pin number, I moved to another till much to the disgust of one bloke waiting in the queue and had the loudest 'Tut' I've ever come across.

A lady assistant helped me when I dropped some goods, and the gal put the things through for me; bless her ♥.

As I was leaving the store, I realised a uniformed security guard was shadowing me? Had I done summat wrong?

He caught me up and had a look at the two bags hanging on the trolley and in the basket, without touching them or even talking to me. Just giving me a bully-boy glare? He came outside, and as I sorted the bags out to even the weight, he just stood there watching me? Again, without saying a word. I gave him a wink and smile... which was superfluous cause I had the facemask on. Hahaha! His expression didn't change, and I moved to the bus shelter, not giving him the pleasure of turning around to look at him. Weird or what?

I was glad to get away, though.

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Bus Stop Blues

I soon realised that I had missed the bus again! Noting else for it, I got the crossword book out on the trolley basket top, got snuggled into a supportive corner of the bus shelter, checked the receipt, and stuck into trying to solve the clues.

The bus arrived 50 minutes later, Humph!

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But It Didn't Matter; why?

I'd got some fresh garden peas!

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An Even Madder Driver this Time!

Everyone on the bus was mentioning or questioning what the driver was up to! The ailments suffered for a second time!

Then... the Driver Abandoned the Bus!

As he was belting down Sherwood Vale, passengers clinging on for dear life, the brakes were applied sharply, the driver said something that I couldn't hear, and got off of the bus, leaving the engine running? Erm?

As the passengers got off before me, I swear one was twitching, one looked gobsmacked, and the other was talking to herself! A passenger told me the driver said, "See you later, I'm off"? The lady who told me saw a relief driveress walking towards the vehicle. She got on and drove us back to the flats., 

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Home At Last

Sorry, I went out now!

Got off of the bus, shaken and stirred and checked the delicates in the two carrier bags and trolley basket.

The fresh cream cakes had avoided any damage in the demolition bus Derby. But some tomatoes had been squashed a bit, and the Milk Roll loaf was now a Milk Roll slab!

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Into Winwood Court

I caught desk-top dancer and ILC Warden Deana in her office and gave her the cream cakes as a thank you.

And I bet you were thinking the naughty but nice cakes were for me?

Shame on you! Hehehe!

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Up To The Flat - In a rush!

I almost threw the walker in through the door and rushed to the wet room for a wee-wee; It was the longest one I've taken in weeks!

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Walloping Painful Wee-Wee

As I came out from the wet room, relieved at not getting caught out while shopping, I spotted a letter on the floor.

T'was the bowel cancer result.

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Fresh Garden Peas Sorted

Shelled and added with the beef chunks, leeks, tomatoes and beef seasoning.

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Started To Update This Blog

I knew this was going to take me hours. So no chance of a snooze this afternoon for the old man. Grobbleclunks! I kept nipping in to check the beef stew, and I added some potatoes to it.

Coming along nicely.

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As was Herbert's Tap-tapping Noises

Of course, it doesn't bother me. Well...

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Pressed On With The Updating

Taken me hours and hours, and the Carer will be due anytime soon.

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Evening Carer Arrived Early

Glad to say it was Jill who came. She managed time for a natter for a minute or two, which was lovely. ♥

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Started Saturday's Template

That took me too long. Hurglesbogs! But I got it made up. Then Posted off this blog and emailed the link. Facebooking on TFZer and Winwood sites.

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Got The Chilli Beef Stew Imbibed!

Grrreat! Taste: 9.4/10!

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Search for Sweet Morpheus

Well gone midnight by the time I got to get my head down.

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Woke Up With The feet Stinging?

I grabbed the Canon camera to take a photo of them. The flash made me jump oddly enough. It rarely works on this camera.

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Zzzz...