Wednesday 17th September 2014
Down and laptop on and cuppa made by 0314hrs.
WC
Yobs walking down the middle of the street at this hour. Slightly inebriated methinks?
I tried the site that Duncan advised me to again, but I couldn’t work out how to get me graphics onto it, let alone save em. Again! Thick? Me?…
Finished and posted me Inchcock Today for Tuesday, and did work on “Nottingham’s new Arboretum Pond-side Cafe/Take Away Opens” post.
WC.
Morrison’s delivery came at 0819hrs – all there, no substitutions, and a very nice lady delivering it too!
WC.
I managed to drop me things I was taking upstairs, and twisted me knee trying to stop em falling – now Arthur Itis is toying with me again. Hello, a police car just went passed. A rare sight that.
Came down and sat on me reading glasses.
Laptop a little slow this morning… oh dear.
I put in an Asda order, cause I needed bandages, Cheesey curls and cheapo bleach.
WC.
Got the things ready for the Nottingham Hospice shop and hobbled off out of the house without forgetting anything (I hope).
Called in the GP surgery and booked appointment for 1040hrs next Monday. I could have taken one for Friday, but that’s the day me new modem is to be delivered from BT.
Mobility Scooters were rampant!
Caught bus into town, had a limp around and called in the library, to work out how to use their computers cause me bus-pass allows me a free hour each week, and with me laptop on its last legs, I could let everyone know by using their email. But no, they were closed down for servicing.
Took me midday medications in the slab-square, thought about giving one to the pigeons… not really like.
They’re erecting the buildings on the square ready for the World War show and display – telling fold how the Nottingham people coped and hat they had to put up with.
I hope to get down and have a gander when it starts. I think it’s part of the BBC series: a link here if you’re interested:
http://www.experiencenottinghamshire.com/whats-on/bbc-world-war-one-at-home-tour-p612681
Frid Sat and Sun it’s on. I’ll try to get some photos if I can get there okay.
Caught the bus back, dropped off at Lidl and got some bits – I nearly fell asleep in the queue at the checkout. Good job those behind kept pushing me.
Walked back to the flea-pit and collapsed in pain with me knee and weariness. Put some extra pain gel on em.
WC.
Poor old devil.
Made some microwave sausage sarnies, and took me medications with em.
Lidl’s rye bread at just 99p from their in house bakery is sublime if you haven’t yet tried it. Also do the yobs of Nottingham all wear tracksuits akin to those worn by their southern counterparts?
We have a mixed bag of yobs locally Mike. The apprentice yobboes are about 12 years of age, the dangerous ones 14 to 20. However, hoodies are predominant amongst the scum. By the by, did the insurance pay-up on your much better half’s ipod, or ipad is it?
Taketh mucho care.
Cheers for that – I could claim on the insurance yet refuse to do so as I want the hotel to pay – they had a duty of care after all. Thus far they are saying that their electronic thing can prove no person entered the room while we were out at the wedding – which is plainly bollocks. I am a bit of a dog with a bone and will plague the bastards pre litigation (Small Claims Court) and all that. As to yobs I spotted a classic in Dover whilst driving home from the Eurotunnel following our jaunt to Belgium. Black baggy tracksuit; cap with hoodie over the top; cheap shades and that rolling, shoulder shuffle walk so favoured by the potentially violent. Just wish I had video at the ready as could have bellowed the ‘c’ word at him when driving past then filmed his reaction – still another time maybe. Have a good (perhaps I should say ‘better’) day Sir.