Friday 22nd August 2014
Awoke, well tired and nervous for an unknown reason.
Did some blogging, and spent the rest of the day at the laptop doing graphics for later.
Saturday 23rd August 2014
Up around 0400hrs.
WC – much blood I’m afraid again. Tsk!
Cold this morning. Warmed up searching around for me hearing aids, eventually finding them on top of a packet of tea-bags? (Where else? I shouldhave known!).
Laptop on (Eventually), made cuppa, didn’t feel hungry. Mind you, last night I think it was a matter of me wanting comfort food. I ate 6 microwave sausages with a tin of beans, and much bread. Followed by a yogurt and iced lollies! Oh, and some seaweed too.
Managed to get me Conservatives Support post done, but it was hard work with me Arthur Itis bothering me fingers somewhat.
I read some blogs, there is some great stuff to read on WordPress you know.
I intend to have a good walk to and around town today, get me joints going a bit, I’ll take the camera of course. (Well… if I remember that is),
Not feeling too bright at the moment.
I decided to take me annual bath. (Joking…joking, I had one a month ago!) I’m always a bit weary, because I had a dizzy when getting out last year, and I did missen a fair bit of damage yer know.
Had a shave, then I wallowed and scrubbed a bit in the bath, then extricated missen from the bath without harm.
As I was moving the heater, unfortunately I dropped it on me toe. (Fancy that I said!)
I got dressed and hobbled downstairs, deciding not to go for any long walks after all, but take a shorter one due to me digit being wounded like. Put kettle on for half a cuppa.
The sky looked a bit threatening on the way.
Then caught bus to town, and walked through city to Broad Marsh bus station. Where I caught the bus out to Derby. Read some of me Spike book en route.
Caught bus to Mansfield. Read some more of me Spike book.
The sky was still looking threatening, but no rain yet through the sunshine.
As I was walking towards the market to see if they had any fresh pod peas today, a rather unruly collection of youths fell out of a pub doorway, assisted by the bouncers I think, and started pasting away at each other – I changed me mind and hobbled back to the bus station, and caught a bus back to Carrington.
I read a bit of my Eric Morecombe book on the way back to the flea-pit.
Dropped off the bus and walked, well limped to the hovel.
No yobs on the street when I got back, that was nice.
Made a cuppa, started laptop to update this tosh.
Trying to post this, and the bloody BT link went altogether, had to wait half an hour fer it to come back… Grrrr!
Ah… the rain cometh now.