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Getting ok with the injections but did mess up a bit yesterday and managed to produce a bruise hoping didn’t hit a vein but got it right today I think.

Had a delivery by the Red Cross today a mattress topper hostpital grade anti pressure to try and get this wound on my lower back to heal.

Having to follow a low residue diet for a few days bit difficult to work out what to eat and what is verboten.
I hope it's low carb mate.
paint a target on your lower back mate.
best wishes.
 
Getting ok with the injections but did mess up a bit yesterday and managed to produce a bruise hoping didn’t hit a vein but got it right today I think.

Had a delivery by the Red Cross today a mattress topper hostpital grade anti pressure to try and get this wound on my lower back to heal.

Having to follow a low residue diet for a few days bit difficult to work out what to eat and what is verboten.
Hug and huge sympathy for you over wound healing issue. Wonderful of the Red Cross to have done that. People looking for angels with wings and long haired, bearded men doing miracles miss the point. Small acts of mercy and love are the way God chooses to work through us - all IMHO. Peace be with you and Judith and here's praying for a good night's sleep.
 
I'm thinking of writing a script for the anniversary of the Dads Army series.
I'm gonna base it on the folk of this fine nation, who can volunteer their time, to patrol the shores of the channel coast. And their adventures, to repel the invading hordes from those pesky European countries.

I think it would be a winner.
And maybe, would lead to reform the CoastGuards.


Another idea
Along with a new role for the Royal Marines.
The Navy Lark---The Next Generation.
 
I'm thinking of writing a script for the anniversary of the Dads Army series.
I'm gonna base it on the folk of this fine nation, who can volunteer their time, to patrol the shores of the channel coast. And their adventures, to repel the invading hordes from those pesky European countries.

I think it would be a winner.
And maybe, would lead to reform the CoastGuards.


Another idea
Along with a new role for the Royal Marines.
The Navy Lark---The Next Generation.
Evening Nige. Won't be on BBC though mate. Long way off your usual manor down there in Clacton.
 
29.06
7.00am FBG 5.4
The royal visit did not go as planned, being blighted by illness, both hers and then mine. Such a disappointment for all of us.
They arrived very late Friday. We were told midnight, but my brother P was still on English time, actual arrival just after 1am. Bed around 2am for all of us.
P and wife ( plus dog) off again after breakfast to a secret location by the sea.
Mum and I visited a garden in the afternoon, but the roses had suffered from the last week of rain and damp and many plants were showing obvious signs of slug damage. Nice convivial dinner cooked by MrSlim. Mum went to bed early, very tired after her long day travelling and the extremely late night.
Sadly the next morning mum admitted to being ill in the night. She continued to have tummy trouble and retired to bed. Sunday mum bravely accompanied us on another garden visit, but she was obviously exhausted by the effort and went back to bed shortly after we got home. Monday I was ill. MrSlim continued with the planned entertainment cooking a bbq for a few of our friends. Plus P and wife who returned ready to take mum home on Tuesday. Mum still not entirely recovered but enjoyed meeting our friends.
Tuesday P took the dog to the appointment at the vet they had requested I make for them. Very pleased with both the service and the cost. Also the location next to an excellent boulangerie which of course had to be investigated. Off they all go at lunch time, ferry is late afternoon.
But there is a hitch. They are refused passage and have to rebook for the following day. Apparently the dog should have been to the vet minimum of 24 hours before sailing. It's too far to come back here for the night. Much frantic googling later a dog friendly seafront hotel is found. Adjoining rooms. Mum even had a balcony, where they sat to watch the sunset.
Safely home, a day late. Mum has to tend her garden and mourn the casualties of the sun. It takes her a further three days and me the same before we are both properly well again.
 
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Evening Nige. Won't be on BBC though mate. Long way off your usual manor down there in Clacton.
I'm actually thinking of putting the headquarters in that ship shaped slum sitting on the site of Folkstone harbour.


Have stayed there twice on a Friday night. As a hotel, it was ship shaped, but dated.
Bloody awful. One of them was a country and western weekend. Yeehaw!
Went to another place till very late.
Not the third of fourth time!
 
Wildlife update

I spotted a hedgehog this evening foraging under the bird station; our first tiggy-winkle sighting for some weeks. It's been a bumper year for slugs, so plenty of food for a hog to feast on, but the molluscs will have gone to ground during this warm, dry spell and Mrs T was hoovering up the tiny morsels dropped by our feathered friends.

Not long afterwards, a couple of wood mice darted out from under the hedge and appeared to be finding something to eat, though whatever it was must have been microsopically small.

As Mr Robin turned up for his mealworns and the light started to fade, I heard a commotion from behind the greenhouse. As I peered into the gloom, 3 or 4 fox cubs came bounding up the path. On seeing me they stopped in their tracks and stared at me. (As they've grown older, they're becoming more wary, which is a good thing). Two cubs had a firm grip on something which they eventually dropped. The quarry turmed out to be mallard wings, although whether the cubs were murderers or had scavenged the wings from another predator is anybody's guess.

Saturday's FBG, 4.3 mmol on waking at 6.00 am.
 
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29.06
7.00am FBG 5.4
The royal visit did not go as planned, being blighted by illness, both hers and then mine. Such a disappointment for all of us.
They arrived very late Friday. We were told midnight, but my brother P was still on English time, actual arrival just after 1am. Bed around 2am for all of us.
P and wife ( plus dog) off again after breakfast to a secret location by the sea.
Mum and I visited a garden in the afternoon, but the roses had suffered from the last week of rain and damp and many plants were showing obvious signs of slug damage. Nice convivial dinner cooked by MrSlim. Mum went to bed early, very tired after her long day travelling and the extremely late night.
Sadly the next morning mum admitted to being ill in the night. She continued to have tummy trouble and retired to bed. Sunday mum bravely accompanied us on another garden visit, but she was obviously exhausted by the effort and went back to bed shortly after we got home. Monday I was ill. MrSlim continued with the planned entertainment cooking a bbq for a few of our friends. Plus P and wife who returned ready to take mum home on Tuesday. Mum still not entirely recovered but enjoyed meeting our friends.
Tuesday P took the dog to the appointment at the vet they had requested I make for them. Very pleased with both the service and the cost. Also the location next to an excellent boulangerie which of course had to be investigated. Off they all go at lunch time, ferry is late afternoon.
But there is a hitch. They are refused passage and have to rebook for the following day. Apparently the dog should have been to the vet minimum of 24 hours before sailing. It's too far to come back here for the night. Much frantic googling later a dog friendly seafront hotel is found. Adjoining rooms. Mum even had a balcony, where they sat to watch the sunset.
Safely home, a day late. Mum has to tend her garden and mourn the casualties of the sun. It takes her a further three days and me the same before we are both properly well again.
Not as envisaged but you got to catch up with your mum. Was the 24 hour wait the tapeworm thing?
 
Good morning everyone on a wonderfully cool and overcast start to the day on the scorched plains of Eng-er-land. A lazy day yesterday, hiding in the shade. Did go out for lunch. Too hot to do much. Caesar salad for dinner. Must get some walking in today, cloudy outlook will help, as will a hat. Art bit - a lethargic minor series of scratchings added - oh woe is me - stop that Ophelia! Now, where is that koffy?
 

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Wildlife nighttime video
Cat Merlin (on left) watches the badgers
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Creative...photo of a topping on the red post box...this is normal round here. The local church crochet these toppings for all the post boxes round here.
I had seen it yesterday as I drove past going home. A woman, maybe one of the crochet ladies appeared to be checking it, so I went back later to photograph it....

Cold and windy and raining here...

Have you best day...

Time for a cuppa tea...

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Wildlife update

I spotted a hedgehog this evening foraging under the bird station; our first tiggy-winkle sighting for some weeks. It's been a bumper year for slugs, so plenty of food for a hog to feast on, but the molluscs will have gone to ground during this warm, dry spell and Mrs T was hoovering up the tiny morsels dropped by our feathered friends.

Not long afterwards, a couple of wood mice darted out from under the hedge and appeared to be finding something to eat, though whatever it was must have been microsopically small.

As Mr Robin turned up for his mealworns and the light started to fade, I heard a commotion from behind the greenhouse. As I peered into the gloom, 3 or 4 fox cubs came bounding up the path. On seeing me they stopped in their tracks and stared at me. (As they've grown older, they're becoming more wary, which is a good thing). Two cubs had a firm grip on something which they eventually dropped. The quarry turmed out to be mallard wings, although whether the cubs were murderers or had scavenged the wings from another predator is anybody's guess.

Saturday's FBG, 4.3 mmol on waking at 6.00 am.
Are not the wings part of the bits left by the vixen of the Mallard?
 
Not as envisaged but you got to catch up with your mum. Was the 24 hour wait the tapeworm thing?
Was good to see Mum, but frightening to see her so ill. There was also the stress and worry about potential falls, the stone staircase is uneven and unforgiving of mistakes and the moles make new hills and dips in the grass every day. Often the invisible tunnels give way when trodden on, making even a stroll around the garden hazardous.
Mum is not one to make a fuss, but i am sure at times she regretted coming.
Yes, tapeworm tablet. Stupid thing is they arrived at Chez moi Monday afternoon so could have had the dog sorted out then. They regularly travel with the dog, should have remembered the timescale. Still seems as if the extra evening was enjoyed by all of them.
 
Good morning everyone on a wonderfully cool and overcast start to the day on the scorched plains of Eng-er-land. A lazy day yesterday, hiding in the shade. Did go out for lunch. Too hot to do much. Caesar salad for dinner. Must get some walking in today, cloudy outlook will help, as will a hat. Art bit - a lethargic minor series of scratchings added - oh woe is me - stop that Ophelia! Now, where is that koffy?
Art bit doing well @dunelm
Not too much walking in that heat I hope!
I posted the maypole!
 
Hug and huge sympathy for you over wound healing issue. Wonderful of the Red Cross to have done that. People looking for angels with wings and long haired, bearded men doing miracles miss the point. Small acts of mercy and love are the way God chooses to work through us - all IMHO. Peace be with you and Judith and here's praying for a good night's sleep.
I absolutely agree with you @ianpspurs
 
29.06
7.00am FBG 5.4
The royal visit did not go as planned, being blighted by illness, both hers and then mine. Such a disappointment for all of us.
They arrived very late Friday. We were told midnight, but my brother P was still on English time, actual arrival just after 1am. Bed around 2am for all of us.
P and wife ( plus dog) off again after breakfast to a secret location by the sea.
Mum and I visited a garden in the afternoon, but the roses had suffered from the last week of rain and damp and many plants were showing obvious signs of slug damage. Nice convivial dinner cooked by MrSlim. Mum went to bed early, very tired after her long day travelling and the extremely late night.
Sadly the next morning mum admitted to being ill in the night. She continued to have tummy trouble and retired to bed. Sunday mum bravely accompanied us on another garden visit, but she was obviously exhausted by the effort and went back to bed shortly after we got home. Monday I was ill. MrSlim continued with the planned entertainment cooking a bbq for a few of our friends. Plus P and wife who returned ready to take mum home on Tuesday. Mum still not entirely recovered but enjoyed meeting our friends.
Tuesday P took the dog to the appointment at the vet they had requested I make for them. Very pleased with both the service and the cost. Also the location next to an excellent boulangerie which of course had to be investigated. Off they all go at lunch time, ferry is late afternoon.
But there is a hitch. They are refused passage and have to rebook for the following day. Apparently the dog should have been to the vet minimum of 24 hours before sailing. It's too far to come back here for the night. Much frantic googling later a dog friendly seafront hotel is found. Adjoining rooms. Mum even had a balcony, where they sat to watch the sunset.
Safely home, a day late. Mum has to tend her garden and mourn the casualties of the sun. It takes her a further three days and me the same before we are both properly well again.
So sorry that the royal visit didn't go as planned. Good to hear that you and your mum are fully recovered now.
 
I hope it's low carb mate.
paint a target on your lower back mate.
best wishes.
Problem is most of the allowed foods are things like white bread white rice and pasta not really low carb but meat is ok broccoli and cauliflower tomatoes are out still only for a few days.
No need to paint a target the area kinda stands out.

Lived in Sandwich Kent for a couple of years when posted to Manston so Folkestone used to be a day trip for us occasionally.

Navy Lark was a favourite listen for us John Pertwee and my dad were shipmates for a while during the battle of the Atlantic on convoy duty getting the convoys to Malta fighting off the U-boats.
 
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Morening all

Bloody sugars this Morening were a toasted brown bread jam sarnie inducing 4.7

There is light at the end ov the tunnel. As two weather it’s the end ov the tunnel or a train is not worth pondering over.

Have a good day all, smile, say hello to a stranger, their, that should worry them then have a little snigger.

I just love the vagaries ov the Engrish language and its grammar.
 
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