Woke around 0450hrs.
Laptop on and working, did posts for the League of Mental Men and Inchcock blog sites.
Checked ‘Little Inchy’ when I scrubbed him up, no blood! I think it is moderately safe now to say after 9 weeks, he’s healing up is almost complete… or should I have said that? Oh dear…
Washed and titivated meself and assembled things for me trip to the Queens Medical Centre Haematology for INR Warfarin level tests.
Card, bus-pass, camera, specs, long-johns on, gloves, hearing-aids in etc.
Cold wind again but not so strong.
As I approached the Hucknall Road junction, I was taking out my camera to film the sky from the same angle as yesterday when a very loud bang was hear.
I could see passengers in the buses and car drivers looking around – but I could not find what caused the noise.
It sounded very close to me… but with my hearing who knows? A clear bang if that is the word to use?
I carried on me walk up Mansfield Road (0940hrs approx) and the traffic was queuing already on its slow way into town.
A walked through ic bus station and into Victoria Centre to get some Lion bars from the cheapo shop. Four for a pound yer know…
Still, we free bus-pass merchants mustn’t complain.
As I entered the frontage, I noticed a Christmas tree had been placed in the centre spot in the middle of the road so all those ward windows would allow the patients to see it?
Big queue at the Haematology Dep’t, but I’d took me crossword book so it didn’t matter.
Next time I’ll take a pen as well!
On my way out I noticed the rain had started to fall and stayed under cover a few minutes until it lessened a tad… a good job I did.
Cause I’d left one of me bags behind in the waiting area at the haematology, so limped as quickly as I could back there to find this man and woman going through the contents. They were looking for some identification they said, and handed over me bag when I told them the contents.
As I came out of the hospital again, I looked down at the lower level and noticed the queue of cars for the car park was not moving, and some cars had been parked on the chevrons and double yellow lines. I should imagine this would be overlooked while all the tram works were hampering things.
I caught a bus to town but it was a Broad Marsh bus, not the city centre – lethal for me finances that – I had to hobble passed three DVD shops… oh dear… Ans Lorna from the Troll Free Zone had recommended a film called UP – so naturally I called in to see if they had it in stock…
Then walked to Marks and Sparks to see if they had any headphones. They didn’t.
I continued on me walk to town in the drizzle, and noticed outside the 24hour McDonald’s was a street artists looking rather glum poor devil. He’d been working making a dog and cat entwined representation in sand and the rain had ruined it. Felt so sorry for him I gave him a quid anyway.
The background of the old Prudential building looked grand against the skyline.
I limped up and caught a bus back to Carrington and the flea-pit.
All colour coded mind… good stuff yer know. Took me flipping ages to do.
Laptop started, had me nosh while I waited for it to start…
Blow me no internet connection again… bloody BT! So much for them convincing me to go on fibre and how it will be faster more reliable… and they said no extra cost, then the prices went up after I’d been on it for 1 week! It’s the French yer know, they own it… I think?
It came on after a few resets and rebooting the latop… Huh!
Set about finishing this Diary, then did some facebooking and blog reading.