Sprang awake around 0130hrs.
Laid for a while trying to recall the dreams I knew I’d had, but only bits came back to me this morning.
‘I think I was driving a steam train and ran out of coal and put walking sticks in place of coal into the boiler?’
‘Being chased or chasing someone up stair corridors etc.’
That’s all I can remember.
Eventually I rose started the laptop, WC’d and went down and made a cuppa, taking me camera with me I went outside to take the bin bags to the bins… the door had partly frozen to the frame and I had a devil of a job opening the frozen dustbin lid to put the bags into it. The ice on the pavement was deadlier than yesterday by far so.
Took a photo of a car parked outside the hovel, the well frosted windscreen would need some attention before whoever owns it can move it safely this morning.
I decided that no going out today would be my daily motto – too risky!
Later the temperature on Google for Nottingham was showing -2ºc (38ºf), but it felt even lower to me.
I took me cuppa up, WC’d and finished yesterday’s diary and started this one.
Well fancy that… BT internet connection went down.
I am surprised (Lie mode adopted here).
Isn’t it about time someone let them know that we are fed-up with the service they do not provide despite their lying claims?.
Mind you, trying to understand anyone on their so called helpine even for someone without poor hearing is not an easy job at all. Tsk!
Went down and made a cuppa to take me medications with.
I watched a documentary on The Sinking of the Estonia on Youtube… sorry I did afterwards, depressed myself something awful, poor devils!
Turned off the computer, had missen a scrub-up shave, teggies done and clean(ish) clothes on and decided to risk a walk just to the shop nearby, a Lidl… well yer cant be picky in this weather can yer.
I think the pavements were a tad easier to walk on this morning, well afternoon now.
I had the greatest of pleasure that I’ve had in a long time when a cyclist actually on the pavement that was more iced up than the road skidded and came off his bike. tickled me pink that did. I don’t think he appreciated my laughing out loud at all. Hehehe! Wonderful! Marvellous! I was so overjoyed I had to take care not to slip over and do a ‘‘Whoopsiedangleplop’ myself.
I fed the pigeons near the cut-through and plodded on to the shop. Where I purchased a Pork Farms pork pie, two cheesey cobs and a lemon curd flavoured swiss roll. As Duncan from http://madhatters.me.uk/ said in a comment wot he left me yesterday another veritable feast compared to wot he lives on. I don’t believe him really. Well maybe I do.
The lady/girl on the till must have been new to the Lidl job she didn’t snarl or sneer at me at all?
I hope the ice clears enough in the morning for me to get a good walk in.
I set out to walk back to the flea-pit and noticed the traffic lights that fell off the overhead indicators at the pelican lights had been replaced. I wonder when they were done… no one tells me anything yer know. Tsk!
I waddled gingerly home on the ice and just made it to the WC on time. It was a close call.
The mail had been delivered when I got back, three items of which I am no going to open.
The first one is a Christmas and New year card from L.R.Johnson, author of the best fiction book I’ve ever read: Erskine Quint Intrepid adventurer extraordinaire. https://www.facebook.com/pages/Erskine-Quint-intrepid-adventurer-extraordinaire/273394862757335?sk=info&tab=page_info
Les has helped me when I was down and poorly despite his being so busy.
Cheers Sir Les. The best of luck with Erskine and a brilliant new year Sir!
I will now open the second letter… hang on again please…
Awe.. this one is from Patti Bekert in America, a cyber-friend and blogger who has suffered a lot with medical problems and has supported me in my bit of bother so unceasingly I am ever in her debt. She’s witty, clever brave and caring.
A lovely card and painting for me. That is my only present this year, and more valued than anything could have been.
Bless you Patti. Lots of love and thanks.
The third bit of mail I recognised straight away, it’s the INR level tests results, I’ll open it now…
Oh that’s good it’s the closest to the target figure that it’s ever been, INR 3.3, the trget is INR 3.5.
So three bits of good news.
I don’t think I’m confident with all this good news… something’s got to go wrong surely with my luck? Hehehe!
Got woken up at midnight of course by the fireworks and celebrating New Year neighbours. I thought the end of the world had come. Tsk!
10 thoughts on “Inchcock Today: 31st December 2014”
Helplines! Ugh. I prefer texting with help desk people. It’s easy to make sense of their sometimes weird English in written form. Patti sounds like a great cyber friend to have. Lovely card.
I asked about texting or emailing with BT and they said no problem due my hearing or lack of hearing, Then they phoned back and it was a waste of time. Huh!
The foreign voices made it impossible to communicate with them coherently.
Hope you had and have a peaceful New Year Sir.
It’s only peaceful in the sense that I can hardly move. My wife’s parents gave us Fitbits for Christmas. These little devices count our steps, record our sleep, calculate calories burned, and tell us how much to eat and drink. My wife sent me an invite to be a Fitbit friend that looked more like a challenge to me, so we’ve challenged each other to do 20,000 steps (16 Kilometers) today. We have both have walked over 20K steps today (I walked half of it carrying a couple of heavy cameras) and we are both feeling it. So given our current physical states of being, we can’t do much more than sit still trying to avoid strokes, waiting for the stroke of midnight to ring in the new year.
Oh dearie me Tim. What a state she’s got you into. Tsk!
I’ll have to work out what kilometres are in miles hang on a sec…
Done it, good heavens that’s along trek innit? I hope ice permitting to get me usual 4km, and with my arthritis I thought that was good, but you shame me there.
Technical things are not me strong point so I’ll avoid the fitbit if offered one.
It’s not really all too bad. Back in my bicycle racing days I used to ride 300 to 400 miles a week. I would work a 10 hour day, get off at 17:00 ride 100 miles, be home by 22:00 go to bed and get up and do it all over again. Those times were quite demanding.
Blimey, sound sound it too Sir.
Good luck with it all and best wishes.
Happy New Year Inchy!
Thanks a lot Marissa.
Hope you had a good greeting to the year and have a fantastic twelve months ahead of you!
Well said on the BT internet connection line, Inchy; bloody disgraceful, I call it – should be renamed the complete lack of connection line! Delighted to hear that your day contained a trio of good news communications; that’s lovely!
Happy New Year and may 2015 be a really special one for you! Ali xxx
Thanks gal, appreciate that.
Hope to get out this morning as the ice is thawing a bit now… however the radio gave out freezing again tonight so best make the most of it eh and use my knees to avoid the Arthur Itis giving me so much bother… oh and get some bread.
Take care and I hope you have the best year of your life. TTFN