Monday 2nd August 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ I knew I'd seen this TFZeress Somewhere! ♥

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MONDAY 2nd AUGUST 2021

05:30hrs: I woke with a will to get some rubbish removal done - Went for a wee-wee first; it was unwilling and weak. (A bit like me, really!)

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Made up and sorted Bags

Got a few bags done and put them on the box on top of the trolley to go down later.

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Potatoes into the Crockpot

Just added sea salt to flavour them today.

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Health Checks Done

Another Grrreat Result!

I adopted a temporary Smug-Mode and made a brew of Glengettie.

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Computerisationing

I didn't get far, and the need for the Porcelain Throne arrived to interrupt my efforts.

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Porcelain Throne

Off to the wet room. But what a zemblanity this evacuation was! But what a zemblanity this evacuation was! With all the senses and signs telling me this was going to be another struggle.

I got seated and grabbed the crossword book. The evacuation felt like it might take some time; things felt solid, if you know what I mean?

I got a few solutions in the crossed, and out of the blue - the evacuation arrived - smoothly until the end bit - then the smelly, gooey stuff arrived! Urgh! This took a lot of cleaning up! I made sure I had a good spray around with the air spray, as the carer is about to come, methinks. The landline rang out as I was washing...

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Sister Jane Was Rang

Lost the connection and rang her back, and I would have got some clothes on first; it was mighty cold. Jane chatted and gave me instructions, advice on the flat decluttering. We had a chinwag and a few laughs. The box of wine I have here for them is of concern to Jane; the tidier-upperers may knick it? Hehehe! Hubby Pete is going back to the hospital for a check-up and another scan. Hope things will be okay for him. He's been doing well.

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Morning Care Arrived

Carer Helen (I think) arrived minutes after I'd left the wet room. Glad I had a squirt around with the lemon cucumber freshener now!

Helen soon got me sorted with the medications, and I told her of my mission impossible to get rid of the DVDs. She kindly took about twenty of them down with her to the donation table for me. That was kind of her. I thanked her. ♥

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Made a brew of 99 Tea

I meandered out onto the balcony... after a few minutes trying to get the sliding doors to slide. And took these update photographicalisations of the new car parking area, on Chestnut Lane, showing the progress made.

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DVD Sorting

I tenaciously got on with the job of sorting out some of the DVDs for removal.

Helen took about twenty down this morning and Valerie yesterday about twelve for me; many left that need sorting out yet. I got about forty sorted out that could go to some good cause. I'm not sure I trust the flat decluttering lot, so I'll try to get them down to the Windwood Court table... somehow. 

Still, I've made an impression. 

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Tea Gone Cold - Again

Mashed a mug of Glengettie. I'll try to get this one drunk. Tsk!  Got some shoes on, and I'll make an effort and painfully take some waste bags to the chute and DVDs down to the donation table in Winwood Court; I'll try to remember to take the camera with me this time.

It took a lot of hassle and frustration prepping things, and that took well over an hour just to get them ready to go!

Bit of a job to get the shoes on this morning

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Off On My Missions

To the waste-chute first.

Back at the flat, I got the box of DVDs.

In the elevator and down to the ground floor.

Through the swipe door, into the passage in Windwood Court.

Along the cut-through into Winwood Court lobby, then the Social Room.

No one around, I put the DVD's on the table, with a partly sad heart. It had to be done!

Back through the passage swipe door and into the Woodthorpe Court lift lobby.

Where I diligently refilled the box with more DVDs.

Into the lift again and took this selfie (above).

Down and through to the social room. I was well pleased to see a few folks showing interest in the DVDs that I'd taken down earlier on.

I added the new ones to the others already on the table and made my way back, with a smidge more urgency, a wee-wee, being needed, like.

Back with the emptied box again to Woodthorpe Court and into the lift. Hehe! Feeling a little tired now, poor old thing.

Took another selfie in the elevator.
Fumbled my way into the flat, stumbling with the walker trolley, clouting my toe a good one! Then, I began to feel a little sort of self-congratulatory. Pride nearly rose its head... but no contentment, as I noticed there were still so many DVDs to be sorted yet.

But this will have to wait; I was feeling well shattered and needed a mug of tea!

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But this was not to be!

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When I ran the hot tap to get the washing up done...

Oh, dearie Me!

WHOOPSIEDANGLEPLOP! 

Flood in Wet room!

No Hot Water!

I realised I must have left the tap running when Jane rang when I was washing... Clot! I ran (well, hobbled nippily) into the wet room.

Disaster, I'd left the hot water tap (faucet) running, and the sink plug was in. Humph!  T'was a right mess I'd made for myself!

I set to cleaning up. Which involved taking the drain lid off, and unblocking it, which took rather a while... but I did the slime-ridding quicker than getting back up on my feet!

While I was there, I decided to shower; a shave without hot water was impossible. That will have to be done later on.

All done, I titivated around and left to get this blog updated. As I recall, I was doing a lot of cursing, swearing, and many self-hating verbiages.

The dark depression came over again. There was no stopping my disgust at myself.

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Updated This Post

Believe me, with a muddled mind that was stewing in self-loathing, it was not easy. So many mistakes have to be corrected, concentration shot, and fatigue falling over me so fast, now! Grammarly tells me I've made 24 errors and offered me six suggestions on formatting and grammar. I'm getting a bit pee'd of with me!

Good heavens, look at the time! Oh, you can't, can you? It's already gone 15:00:hrs

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CorelDrawing

I had no choice but to do this, as I'm out of graphics to use again. It's a hard life at times! 

To make things worse, Herbert kicked off with his tapping and knocking... Hello, he's stopped! . Got a couple of graphics done. 

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Cringeworthy Crap

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Update Car Park Works

Chestnut Walk Progress. End car park, being used, markings to be done yet.

Chestnut Walk Progress. Almost done now by the look of it when peeped over the balcony.

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I did some Shedding

But only really, to make sure the machine was working okay. It looks fine!

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I'm Worn Out Now!

Mentally and physically!

Going to get something to eat: before the evening carer arrives. Took a photo of the meal - only to find there was no SD card in the camera. Gobbledunk! I must get a rest, if possible.

Evening Carer Arrived

It was Valerie tonight. That in itself cheered me up somewhat, and I perked up mentally. ♥

Finalised this blog

Posted it off and went on Facebooking on the TFZer and Winwood Heights sites.

Noise From Above

Herbert banging about again.

After that, it was all hazy?

Sunday 1st August 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ TFZers in the Royal Box - And so it should be! ♥

A Fearsome Looking Icecream Lollie? Haha!

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SUNDAY 1st AUGUST 2021

05:30hrs: I stirred, got up gingerly, and made for the wee-wee bucket. Another tinkling sprinkling five-second effort!

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Health Checks Done

Took the under-tongue CBD. Phorpain gelled Arthur Itis's knees, oiled the ear holes and took a poo-softener capsule. I went on autopilot after that, I think. Luckily I came back to my usual semi-alertness after half an hour or so.

Potatoes with added chilli into the crockpot.

When the Sphygmomanometer and contactless thermometer figure were collated on the NHS Assessment Site, I was 'Gobsmacked!'

The numbers were close to being the same as last Tuesday - Brilliant - almost in the green for the Blood Pressure! Smug-Moded!

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Porcelain Throne Attended

What a change! Trotsky Terence had taken over from Constipation Conrad. Messy!

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I Made a Decision Oh, Yes!

As part of the decluttering, I suddenly decided that today, I would make a start on the masses of paperwork that needed sorting.

The small stack against the electric socket was checked out first...

Then, the relatively large stack on top of the broken printer was investigated...

Next, the oldest, been there for years pile, hidden under Gawd knows what on the desk...

A dollop of aged paperwork on the armchair needed sorting as well.

This was going to take some time!

I got the shredder out and a bag to tip the paper in once triturated. I was beginning to think this was not such a good idea after all. Already my willpower was on the wane!

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Ablutionalisationing Tackled

Somehow I forgot to have a shave?

The teeth bled, dropsies were rampant.

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Mug of Glengettie Made

I brewed the first mug of Glengettie of the day. And pondered over whether this shredding lark was a good idea - but decided security-wise, it was, after all, essential to get done. This did nothing to cheer me up!  Took the tea to the computer.

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Took this Photo

The slightly gloomy weather did not help cheer me up either. It reminded me that I cannot get outside for a hobble or bus ride. Not that there are any buses on a Sunday anyway.

Damn it, the VD-Darkness was falling.

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Carer Arrived

08:25hrs, Cara Kara arrived. Benn working all night; she just had a couple of more calls.

Told her the toothache, Duodenal Donald and Anne Gyna are getting bothersome, to put it mildly. Then remembered she is a carer and not a nurse. I am a right fool at times!

She took some things down to the table to be used up for me. This declogging... no, I mean, erm... decluttering is hard work. Valerie has been of precious help to me mostly. ♥ I do ask each carer if they want anything to take. I asked Kara if she's like any DVDs, but she says she has no DVD player. I wonder if I have one in amongst the junk room she can have? I might well find one!

Sorted the med's and found time for a chinwag, bless her cotton socks.

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CorelDrawing

Having tried to think through the plans for this Sunday, mostly confusing myself more and more: I worked things out, as such:

Josie's meal, I could do without making it today, but I've never failed her yet, and I will try not to today. This means the earliest I can start on the shredding will be after I've cooked, prepped and delivered Josie's lunch, after midday.

But I also need some more graphics done for this blog, so I thought I'd do my best to get some done and saved now. Time is so limited... but I got an urge to write a silly poem first?

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Urge to do an Ode

Oh, woe is he, can you not see?

Within his tortured bald head is misery.

It needs a living biopsy,

Also, I think he maybe has dropsy,

No one can help; that's a guarantee,

Can someone make him depression free?

Or at least buy him a decent toupee!

He's full of kindness and affability,

How to use it? He's not got the ability,

Nowt he does works, and is never risk-free,

He was rushing to have another wee-wee,

Lost his balance, landed on his knee...

I thought he was doing the Hockey Cockey,

Poor thing wailed like a banshee,

On to the WC, he did flee,

A crawling on his knees, journey,

He's still moaning about it; he's so finicky!

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Started to Prep Josies Nosh

Made sure the ingredients planned were available in cupboards and the fridge.

Last, of the grated Leicester Cheese, thickener etc. readied to make the mash later.

Part laid out the plate, and I went for my eleventh wee-wee of the day so far. Tsk!

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Bit of a Memory-Blank here

I went into a semi-panic about the very thought of the strangers coming in to do the flat sorting out (I think), and sort of came back into mock-imitation life as I was putting the finish touches to Josie's Sunday lunchtime nosh.

I seem to have done a fair job of cooking and presenting the meal anyway. Off to Josie's door and handed it to her. She appeared in a logical, with-it mood today. My thoughts were; I wonder what time she'll return the tray tomorrow? Hehe!

I'm glad she looked so happy today.

Wished her bon-appétit.

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Back To The Flat

Oh, dear, a lot of cleaning up of pots and pans needed doing. So I did them.

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Paper Shredding Plan

Abandoned!

I was so confused. Was Valerie coming today? I was suddenly drained and tired out. Then the dark depression returned.

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CorelDrawing Started

Got a couple done.

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Got My Nosh Sorted and Prepped

Another decent tasting one. Chilli chicken, pickled cucumber (Not bad!), Gherkins, banned garden peas, Jenny's ♥ home-grown donated tomatoes, and crockpot cooked potatoes with chilli seasoning.  Flavour Rating: 8.2/10.

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Fell Asleep Eating It Humph!

Valerie came in and woke me up. Nothing could be better than being woken up by Valerie - well, it could, but there's no chance of that. Hehehe!

The gal donated a new shower curtain and fitted it for me!  Kind and generous of her ♥ Thanking you, Valerie, I appreciated that! ♥

It even has some Dolphins on it - fantastic! Valerie had to shoot off. Bless her, she took some more bits away that needed getting rid of. I wish she would adopt me. Hahaha!

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Photographicalisationing

From the Balcony

The car park, at the end of Chestnut Walk. It won't be long now; it'll be interesting seeing how they park up when the lines are painted.

The car park opposite Winwood Heights.

View of houses straight ahead.

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Carer Elena Came

 She soon got me sorted out and managed a few words of nattering for a couple of minutes. I do so enjoy a good gossip!

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Herbert Is At It Late tonight

Herbert was still working away, clang, bang thudding. I spoke to him once, you know? Fair enough, he ignored me, but I tried! His sneer of contempt is one of the most effective I've ever known. Just one of his better virtues!

I reckon he's making a supersized, big model this time around.

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Blog Updated

Finalised, checked, I like to think that the Blogger people who change my fonts, sizes, alignment... even colours at times, can enjoy themselves.

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Are you still reading this? Hahaha!

Saturday 31st July 2021: Photographicalisations, and maybe the odd ode, that might be told?

♥ Hello, hello: The Mysterious Glove? Heather, Keith or Clint? ♥

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SATURDAY 31st JULY 2021

05:15hrs: I required the regulation wee-wee when I woke up. I meandered over and got to grips with the NWWB (Nocturnal-Wee-Wee Bucket), without any (Pre-Micturitional) or CM (Cessational Micturitional) dribbling. Indeed, there was hardly any urine passed at all? The bladder, although giving all the signs of needing evacuating, refused to flow. The odd bit of painfully forced splatterings was all I could manage. Not a good start!

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Vague-Minded Again

I think I had plans to get the ablutions done, but somehow, I ended up washing the Pakistani made Green Cedar Wood Hollow-out Round Neck Acrylic shirt in the kitchen sink? I Dopped the shirt wringing it out - mess to clean.

Then, getting the potatoes into the crockpot on a low setting for later on. And made a brew of Glengettie tea. The brain was wanting to click into gear. Thoughts Storms were ignored?

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Waste Bags Sorted

I started on this task, and I had nearly filled the box when the brain decided it would be a good idea to have a wash, so I did.

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Legs & Feet - Were they Mine?

To me, they looked better than they have done in years! Along with the currently excellent Health Check results... I'm confused!

He rang the intercom (So nice that it's working again). I pressed him in, and he put the carrier inside the door for me. I offered a treat, and it was duly chosen (Vodka & Lime). Oh, and I returned a substituted item. I'm getting better?
The last ones I made were a little too hot. Tsk! I hope it comes out alright this time.

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Out of the wet room - back in again!

I'd only hobble a few feet, and the bowels told me to rush back for an urgent need of the Porcelain Throne was needed.

Well, the evacuation was not going to happen soon. Rock-solid, it refused to come out, and damned painful trying to force things along! No crossword book to use, Tsk! I tried to count the cracks on the ceiling and walls... Haha! 

It seemed like hours later, the pain increased, and the gigantic torpedo began to nudge its way out, bit by hurtful bit. Eventually, the relief of the final push came. (Phew!)

However, after the monstrosity was freed, there was no bleeding from Harold's Haemorrhoids or Little Inchies fungal lesion. (Smug-Mode)

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Shot Through Balcony

Looking a little bleak this morning.

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Carer Craig Arrived

Soon got me sorted out with the medications, and I showed him the progress made on the new car park from the balcony. Off he shot, I insisted he take a treat on the way out.

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Tea - Blogging and Wee-weeing

The wee-weeing remained the same all day. I'm getting worried about tonight when I try to sleep. Hopefully, these short pathetic, trickling, but painful efforts will stop soon? They didn't!

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The Iceland Man Cometh!

Carriers took to the kitchenette.

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Got the fridge and freezer loaded first. Realising that I'd bought two packs of Strawberries, one for Jenny, one for Deana & Julie; another Whoopsiedangleplop - it's Saturday, no wardens on duty, is there? I am a clot! 

Still, I can give them both to Jenny, and this lady will sort them into a good home. ♥

The fridge was not as full as usual, so I must be getting something right for once?

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Health Checks Sorted

And Amazing Results Again!

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Herbert Clanging and Banging Again

I'd love to know what it is he's making. But, with him being so ascetic, eremitic, and aloof, it's difficult to talk with him with his sniffy, better-than-you attitude. But I like him!

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Got More Bags Done up

Filled the box to overfull and got ready to take it to the waste-chute room.

Added the bag for Jenny on the handlebars, and I set off to the lift lobby...

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Triple Accifauxpas

Opened the cast iron drawer, dropped the first bag on the floor. Bent to retrieve it and caught my elbow in the edge of the metal.

I was doing nicely until one of the slightly too big bags was noticed. I'd taken, as usual, some smaller yellow bags to split the waste from the bigger pack with (Cunning?) Dropsied the yellow bag as I tore it off of the roll, down the get it, and the right shoulder hit the metal!

Third Accifauxpa: I'd finished the bag's depositing and came out of the confined space backwards with the trolley. Stubbed my toe against the trolley guide wheel! Argh! Seemed a suitable expletive that I used, or similar.

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To the lift to Jenny's

Cropped... no, dropped the bag near Jenny's door, rang the bell and back up flat number 72.

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Back on the Computer

Oh, how maddening and sad at the same time! Liberty-Global Virgin Media went down, as it has done on several occasions for the last seven days, but this time it was for an extended period.

I understand that Mafia-Looking-Man Fries has since had his money put back up? I believe he is playing with figures to impress the owner, and a damned good job of scamming him, he is doing too! Why he should be worth $123.2 million a year; when the turd-face, profit-mad, manipulator of money can't even supply the internet service with any reliability is beyond me.

But I'm only a customer of Liberty-Global, thus the last person to be considered. Sorry!

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Pickled Cucumbering!

I had a bash at making some pickled cucumbers and put the jar into the fridge to marinate to have with tonight's meal.

Thus, another Accifaupas!

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On The Your Area Site

Looking for anything of interest

Not a lot. But the weather forecast one could explain the rather dim photo I took...

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Nosh Served

Very nice. 8/10 Flavour!

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Half-Hour Kip

I think some banging woke me up, not that it mattered. I needed a weak unwilling wee-wee anyway. Then...

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Handwashing

I got the Afghanistani made, grey long-sleeved t-shirt washed, refreshed, wrung and hung.

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Carer Arrived

Soon got me sorted again; it was Victoria.

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Porcelain Throne Mark Two!

Another Struggle to moe things. Tsk!

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Computer Updating

finalised, checked and posted to Blogger.

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Ode To The Day

Oddly, today I didn't have many a brew,
The wee-wees were painful, it's true,
Much sorting and cleaning to do,
But not a lot was got through,
Many Accifauxpas I did accrue,
Head, elbow, and fingers too!
Stubbed my toe, another boo-boo,
Porcelain Throne, although nothing new,
Rock-Solid pooh, but what can you do?
At times I thought I'd lost my khu,
Walked into the door, left my shoulder blue,
But all of the day I did not rue,
At times I felt bright and thew!
Such as when Valerie came into view!
I won't charge too much for an interview,
With a psychiatrist, will ten-bob do?
I suppose this scribbled ode confuses you?
It seems like me to be all raddled and askew.
I need someone to cuddle & cling to!

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Enough of this waffle

Evening All!