Flower

This is not my day again.

I went out to get to get some stuff and my parcel at the post office...
I stopped for a coffee at Wetherspoons, for a rest.
But I needed the disabled toilet for a tinkle before I could resume getting my parcel.
Nothing could go wrong again, could it?
How wrong I was.
I checked the handle in this disabled toilet was working and locking, and I was satisfied it was.
For good measure, once I was inside I jammed my walker so that the handle could not move down from the 12 o clock position.
But as soon as I sat down someone was knocking on the door. The toilet is occupied I yelled. Fortunately I had my sound processor on.
But they carried on knocking .
I yelled again. Then came the sound of someone with a metal instrument trying to open the lock.
By this time I suddenly needed more than a tinkle because my body said Oh S***, not again. It was less than a week since the last horrendous episode in a disabled toilet.
The person was not going away, and I had no idea what might happen next.
So, I yelled, "The door is booby trapped".
Suddenly, silence....
Well it was booby trapped with my disabled walker trying to hold the handle closed.
I do my best to finish up quickly, and I am scared now that the police are going to arrive.
I open the door and peer gingerly around the door, fully expecting a swat team to yell at me to get down.
No one there. I go back along the long corridor into the pub.
Everyone is drinking as normal.
It felt incongruous after what I had just been through...
I mentioned to the bar lady someone trying to get in the disabled toilet while I was in it. Oh that's just someone trying to use some cutlery to get in the door because they are too lazy to walk upstairs to the able bodied toilets. Just ask one of us to stand outside next time you want to go...

I went over the road to the Emporium type shop for some bungee cords, and a couple of other things...these will be to try and secure any disabled toilet handle as best as possible once inside. Why should I be restricted to going out to just do my shopping, and have some life, because the able bodied general public, who attempts to use these disabled toilets because of laziness, don't even possess one brain cell?

I am going to be a hermit for a week to get some peace from the stupidity of people.

I came back home stressed, unpacked shopping and went to bed with Midnight and fell asleep a few hours.
I now feel I have wasted my day, because I now need to start feeding the strays, emptying bins, seeing to the trail cameras etc and locking up for the night.

I hope that person who tried to break into the disabled toilet has one lousy horrid day, they have wrecked my day, my stomach is still sensitive after this morning ...I am so done with the 'Peace be with you' and 'bless you' which I used to say under my breath to complete AH's...


Nighttime wildlife videos
Two badgers
Pa Badger rearranges the coverings on the swing
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Creative...I painted some white gouache on the A5 sized paper. I have some 'dirty' porcelain palettes with dried up paint on them, and once white paint was dry, I scraped some colour off the porcelain palette (I had put some water on to soften the paint, so I could clean them). And this sort of flower appeared. Photographed it (I hope I did, because it is wending its way to another pen friend this morning)...I'll scream if it is not in photos....

Have a good day...


Thank goodness I had remembered to photograph it before posting....

Time to lock up and feed the beasties....