Up at 0545hrs.
All through the night the porcelain was visited for both activations, bit worrying that.
Bit of blood from the ‘Inch’.
Down and started laptop, kettle on, did the pots, back up to the WC.
I am feeling nervous for some reason this morning, left knee giving gip again.
Updated this diary, then spent 4 hours finishing graphics for the ‘Inchy causes Nottingham Job Centre Disruption – by smiling’ post and posted it. Reacting to four calls to the porcelain during its creation.
Went (slowly) up the stairs, and did me ablutions…
At this point, I was weary of stubbing me toes like wot I‘ve been doing recently. Shame I hit me head of the cupboard door.
Everything assembled (I hope) I set off on me limp into Sherwood, to the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop first.
Then I caught the bus into town. Called into Tesco and got a Cornish pasty and some bread for the ducks in Derby.
Suddenly feeling drained again, I caught the bus back into Nottingham. Took the scenic routed bus.
Once the bus got into Beeston, it slowed to a crawl due to the Tram works, which let me have a good read of me book, and nibble me nosh.
In town, the place seemed busy, but I could not see any mobility scooters; skateboarders and cyclist on the pavements yes.
Walked up passing Brain Clough’s statue, where some yobs were fighting with each other, no signs of the constabulary about.
Caught bus back to Carrington, limped back to the flea-pit, just made the WC in time again.
Started laptop, made cuppa and updated this tosh.
Yobboes lurking on the street…
