Woke a few times with stomach/lower abdominal pains.
At around 0400hrs I woke again, and set about trying o read me book thinking that would send me off again.
0510hrs: Many chapters later, I felt the warm wet sensation around me ‘Inch’ – but it was not as bad as I thought. So I cleaned myself up and put the cream on.
Came down about 0600hrs and started the laptop, made a cuppa and took me morning medications. Took some stuff out to the bin, and got the stuff i tried to deliver to the Nottingham Hospice Charity shop yesterday in the bag for another try today. Added a few bits to it.
Did some blogging and graphics for facebook.
Went up to beautify missen, and then set off on me walk to Sherwood, going passed St John’s graveyard… St John’s foetus covered graveyard.
Onto Mansfield Road and down then up the hill to the Nottingham Hospice Charity Shop. It was still closed?
I decided to take the stuff to the Age Concern shop in town, thus I caught a bus.
It was busy in town, I suppose being a Friday I should have expected it.
I espied a poster for the Contemporary Gallery in town, telling of a BBC special show about the First World War – and thought yes, I’ll have some of that thank you.
I was going to walk through Milton Street, but the crowds were very thick, so walked to the Age Concern the long way around to avoid them.
Managing to avoid the mobility scooter drivers en route. I’m sure they must get bonus points for scaring or running into people yer know?
I hoped to take some pictures of the exhibition and was really looking forward to it too.
At this point, I’d like to point out and explain about me camera situation for you all. The Oldie Olympus is still working, but tends to turn itself off when it feels like it? But the screen is developing black patches and is becoming difficult to view.
I bought a Cannon camera which I really liked a lot, it was easy to use and download to the laptop.
Then I had me last burglary. I didn’t use it for a while then couldn’t find it anywhere and thought it had been taken with the other bits.
So, I went and got conned by the kind chap a Jessops Photography shop into buying a Sony camera I didn’t really feel comfortable with, and I had to get Pete me brother in law to assemble the ‘free’ case wot cum with it and show me some pointers on how it worked.
Yesterday I found the ‘new’ Canon camera and am tickled pink. So I used it today, apart from the disinfectant and cake photo that is, for that I used the old Olympus.
I’ve done a search a few minutes ago to try and find the new Canon camera… not to worry, I must have put it somewhere safe…
Then I poddled up Bridlesmith Gate and out to the Gallery, who had a sign outside about the BBC exhibition… and another in the foyer area… then I saw this sign!
Off to the cheapo 99p shop in Broad Marsh. (Limping now)
There were very few people in the centre for a Friday, and the 99p shop shelves looked decidedly bare to me?
Took a photo, that cheered up the staff who descended upon me!
Still, I got a 2.5 litre Lavender disinfectant and a pack of ten Chocolate biscuits/cakes for 99p each. I got the cakes for the nurses at the QMC yer know. I might try one myself later.
A steady walk down the centre and up into town, stopping to listen to the Sax player and throw a bit into his collection box.
Took a photo of the Lord Mayors Jaguar, parked where in 2010 I was given a parking ticket when I was responding to an alarm activation when I was working in security. (Huh, blow and Tsk!)
Then up King Street, and while there were not many folk around I took a photo of Brian Clough’s statue.
Caught the bus to Carrington, and limped to the hovel, well tired and aching again.
Updated this tosh, made a cuppa, and set alarm to remind me to take the penicillin capsule later.
I must remember to text sister Jane to see if it is alright for me to visit them in them tomorrow.
Tried to do some graphics, but Coreldraw9 kept freezing… oh dear… is this the end?
Got text back from Jane. Can’t visit them they are having flu jabs in the morning then going to meal in afternoon. Ah well can’t be helped.
Hello, yobs kurking in the middle of the street again.
Ah, they’ve moved on thank heavens.