Inchcock Today: Laundry, shopping and not much else… Inchcock well tired!

Tuesday 10th February 2015

Decent kip, got a few hours in and remembered bit of some dreams wot I’d ‘ad:

I wus tangled up in a barbed wire fence, but felt no pain as I tore off fingers flesh and lost an eye in me vain struggle to free missen – then some aliens landed and stood and looked at me for a while – then they tutted and got into a 1959 Standard Vanguard car they had taken out of their space-pod thing and drove off, me shouting after them that they could not drive ‘ere without a proper licence…?

I found myself in a kamikaze fighter, but it was a British one, and although a Fairly Swordfish torpedo fighter it had a sat-nav on the pilots dash and Tony Blairs voice was shouting out which of the Iraqi trawlers to dive into…?

Hey-ho!

I tried to get up to use the WC and was aching in both shoulders and Arthur Itis and Anne Gyna grumbling a bit and bleeding from me haemorrhoids.

This is not going to be a good day I felt…

Cuppa and medications taken, laptop started and did some graphics for later – until Coreldraw9 froze again. Had to go through force shutting down and restarting procedure.

Got me laundry togs ready, then had a spruce-up. I used the new three-bladed Bic razor this morning – it didn’t take too much time to stem the bleeding.

I was determined not to forget anything today. Hahaha!

Set off with me bags of washing and realised I had not got me mobile phone in me pocket. Tsk!

Found Big John already there.

Bertha was on duty today and we all had a little natter and I gave her her nibbles.

0201LI had to use one big and the one small machine. Read me booke while BJ went to the cafe for his breakfast.

When the machines had stopped and I was taking the clothes out to put in the drier a ‘Clunk’ was heard… as the flipping mobile phone fell to the floor!

Boy was I annoyed with missen!

I suppose I’d left the ruddy thing in the pocket of one of me far-to-long-but-very-comfortable and warm pyjama pockets?

0202mph

Wet and dead… and only 6 months old. (Well I had her for six months) Just my barrow too, simple and uncomplicated. Tsk!

BJ took it to pieces to see if it could be rescued but no, it was a gonna!

Good job it was only a cheapo old one.

He said for me to go to Asda with him and we’ll see if the SimCard still worked and I could a cheap phone would work on the EE network wot it is on.  Bless him.

Bertha couldn’t stop laughing! At least I’d made someone happy today.

BJ was not too happy with me rampant flatulence in his car as he took me to Asda, but he understood all the same.

I was feeling weary and tired without a good reason now.

0203asdaWe arrived at the Asda superstore and I spotted a dirty great big bird sat on top of the Asda sign above the entrance and got me camera out but was too late. I think it might have been a sparrow-hawk if your interested in knowing wot it wus I missed…

We went to the electrical department first to sort out a mobile phone, but there was no one there. Another member of staff told us that they were on break upstairs and would be back in ‘a bit’.

So we split and did us shopping to meet up at the check-out later then try again for the phone.

As I pottered about getting some beef and onions slices, yoghurt, jellies, bleach, disinfectant and bread feeling even more drained now, BJ came to me and said we’ll go now to see about the phone because he had frozen foods in his trolley.

So we did.

They had (In the cheaper simpler older phone range like) four to choose from and one was just like the one that I’d drowned in soapy water and on a fiver… yes £5, so I got that one and the kind lady seeing me struggling with trying to get me old sim-card into it did it for me.

It worked okay. Phew!

0204msAs we left the car park and stopped at the traffic lights I apologised to BJ again fer me unplanned escapages of wind, and noticed a chap on a mobility scooter almst skid to a halt and jumped put of it and into a Chicken & Pizza parlour take-away, I’ve seen anyone move so quick. Young lad he was.

0205bjBJ dropped me off at the flea-pit and handed me me shopping and laundry.

I thanked him and off he went home.

Before putting owt away I wearily climbed the stairs to the WC – bit worried now about why I feel so drained and tired?

Maybe it was some sort of aftershock after me Whoopsiedangleplop the other day? Don’t like feeling like this.

0206coinPut the washing away, then the nosh and made a flask ot tea and went up to start this diary.

Found a giant chocolate £1 coin I’d forgotten about getting yesterday for the launderette gals.

Wish I could think of something funny to write about it.

0205cnmpCan anyone help me out with a caption please?

Crickey, I’m sneezing like a good un now. Huh!

I put the new mobile on charge and almost fell asleep doing this diary?

Sad innit?

Hope to have some microwave sausage sarnies later, if I can stay awake that is.

It makes a change from not being able to sleep, mind you I ain’t nodded off yet.

Enjoyed me sausage sandwiches and spent a few hours trying y nod-off without any luck – odd innit how when one (Note I slipped in a Royal ‘One’ there) is feeling so tired and drained and still can’t sleep?

I might ask Mr Cameron about that.

TTFN.

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