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Having heard the news and the increase of flu, I'm wary of two things now, when I go out with Tony.
For obvious reasons, the idea of falling is my primary concern, while my second is not getting the flu, or covid, as I've not been inoculated for either, this year.
And, I find interesting, that there's been no mention of covid this year, while they have emphasised the deaths due to the flu. Hence my apprehension.
Keeping warm has been an issue an all. When the boiler went off and, Geoff had called round last minute, to sort it out, I'd been so grateful to him, I'd made mention of him, in one of my little video's made for youtube.
He'd had to replace a specific part, an expensive specific part, which I'd quickly agreed to it's purchase, thankful not to goto bed again, dressed, bar my boots.
Warm, I tend to pad around my home in my robe. An recently, I've been getting creative, finishing stories, an making a few video's, often ranting about my current Prime Minister, who I consider an absolute fool, making decisions that a true socialist would not.
After two spells in hospital for malnutrition, I'm now ever-so pleased I can eat different foods, very much with Tony's encouragement, like cheese pie eaten down at Raby Mere, with him. Since then, I've tried many different pies, each of which helps put the weight on me. And, I have put weight on and, walk a little better.
I even cooked the other day, for the first time in ages.
Talking of friends being good to me: Lucie had called down the other day, with 'redundant' inks, suitable for my printer and, a cheeseburger for me.
If I used a mobile phone, my nickname for Lucie would be 'cheeseburger lady', as she is kind enough to bring me one, when she calls down to see me.
And grief, that brings me back to food, again.
Before and after typing, I ate a sausage and apple-slice, which I ate in portions, as it had tasted so nice, I'd wanted to eat it all, particularly as I'd done an egg with it and, a spoonful of my baked beans and peans splodge.
As I say, I've had enough of malnutrition and hospitals for quite awhile. Once was bad enough, but twice in a year is a tad absurd, I think.
I got a nice comment on my last video am dead chuffed bout it: meat pie Monday, after a bad bowel weekend.
I am so glad I now desire to eat. It's a big change from last year, even tony has mentioned it, to my pleasure. We been to New Brighton on a few occasions of late, to eat whatever been chosen from scroggies, real name Dodgesons, I think. I even tried a beef salad butty, halved, with Tony: adventurous, for me.
Then, the other day, after watching the waves crash over the wall front, we'd driven home 'the slow way'. As we went down king St, I looked to my right and, the mural of The Tardis, on the front of a house.
Well, that'd had me giggling all the way to Birkenhead. Giggles have been needed: after getting paid, lawyer lady has been distant, to say the least. And yes, I've gotten angry bout it, so was surprised when her boss phoned me. As it turns out, we'd been on the phone for quite awhile, as I explained my annoyance, albeit politely.
Just thought, nowadays when I say "I'm playing with food", it means I'm getting creative with food; like carrot & mash savouries and, pea burgers [remarkably succesful].
Then, just as I began to draw this to a close, cheese-burger lady rang, "Are you interested?" of course I'd replied "yes."
So now, I am finally drawing this to a close, burping cheese 'n pickle and lucozade, feeling pleasantly full...