Month: April 2015

29.4.15 Inchcock Today: Forgetful Fool!

Wednesday 29th April 2015

Woke at 0530hrs.

WC’d – I’m afraid the lesion on the Inch is still leaking. Applied some more cream.

Took me morning medications then made a flask of tea then took me BP thingy tests:

Sys 162 Dia 94 Pul 82 Temp 32.2

The rain was falling and it looked a bit drab outside – are we in for some snow later I wondered?

Should I get out and get some food in today while it’s not as bad as it might be and is in some areas of the country?

So glad that if it does come, it’s forecast for tomorrow to start here in Nottingham, local shops aren’t too far away.

Regarding the bleeding Inch, the GUM clinic is a devil to get to. I think I’ll carry on using the cream I have in the hope that is clears it up so I don’t have to risk it going out in this weather – but the lesion seems larger than last time. Huh, Tsk and bother!

Decisions decisions.

Finished and posted yesterday’s Diary and spent a while trying to master Corel Paint Pro without much success.

The rain had stopped and the beautiful clouds were milling about in the high winds just before I left to catch the bus into town – with the hope of getting some advice from the EE shop about the new mobile phone worra got from em yesterday.

In the few minutes it took me to get to the bus-stop the clouds had turned a bit threatening.

Minutes later the sky was bright once again?

The only constant this morning was the wind.

At the bus-stop  managed to drop me bus-pass – you wouldn’t believe the problems I had trying to retrieve it from the floor – even I had to laugh.

Caught the bus into the City Centre and walked down Milton Street and over the lights into Clinton Street.

A police car with blues and twos on turned into the pedestrian area just before I did – I’m glad to say.

There was a Street Musician playing a tiny banjo and I felt a bit sorry for him so dropped a bit in his hat.

I called in the EE shop and asked a chap about locking the phone, and how to download pictures to the laptop – explaining that the other chap yesterday told me there was a lead in the box – there wasn’t. This chap explained it is part of the battery connector that has a plug both ends. I thanked him. Later when I got home I found this to be untrue, the lead is permanently fixed at the charger with no facility to remove it – Huh!

I walked and caught a bus into Arnold.

Straight to the Fultons shop and had a poddle about. They had some chilled lamb shanks in gravy that were microwaveable at only £2.99 for a box of two. Gonna have one of them tonight methinks.

As I left the shop I narrowly missed being Whoopsidangleplopped by a Pavement Cyclist!

Caught the bus back to Carrington and the asylum.

Passing the Arnold Police Station I wondered if it was still operational. Couldn’t see any vehicles anywhere, no lights or bodies in sight anywhere at all.

As we drove down Oxclose Lane the block of shops on the housing estate I noticed still only had one occupied and open.

Two people seemed unscared enough to have left their vehicles outside too – maybe the owners are part of the local Mafia?

A few hundred yards further on were two vehicles on the side-road that the drivers had intertwined with each other in a head-on crunch. Moment later the paramedic was arriving on scene.

Clever how I managed to miss of the crashed cars in the photo – Tsk!

Still bright but breezy weather.

Dropped off at the Co-op store in Carrington to get some bread-thins. I noticed they have put up the price of Warburton Thins 6’s from £1 to £1.39 now… shame!

They did have some Co-op label ones in eights that were smaller at £1 so I got a pack to try em out tonight.

The twitchel (Definition: A slang word particular to the people of Nottingham meaning a path/alleyway/cut-through in a residential area) was free of anti-social elements so I cut through and back to the hovel, dropping a few seeds for Fatima and Fred.

…. I’m back, sorry about that I got the cramps with me arthritis and a dizzy spell all at the same time then. Botherski! Took me medications while I waited fer me fingers to return to near normal – nearly dropped me tablets too. Hehe!

Got me nosh prepared.

Lamb shank  in gravy, potatoes, garden peas, & Co-op Bread Thins.

Followed by two iced lollies.

Nosh Report:

Lamb shanks  in gravy (Fultons): 9/10

Tinned New Potatoes (Iceland): 8/10

Petit Pois (Farmfoods): 8/10

Bread Thins (Co-op): 4/10

Iced Lollies –

Blackcurrant / Ice-cream: (Fultons): 9/10

Strawberry / Ice-cream: (Tesco): 5/10

Took me evening medications and applied me creams and lotions.

Did some Facebooking and Blogging and created the header for today’s Diary.

Soon felt tired, but could I nod off when I wanted to?

No!

Tue 28.4.15 Inchcock Today – A series of failures…

Tuesday 28th April 2015

Fell asleep around 0300hrs. Woke on hearing BJ’s call to see if I needed a lift to the launderette around 0730hrs. Told him I’d be fine and thanked him for the offer.

Did me tests:

Sys 156 Dia 88 Pulse 82 Temp 35.1

Made a nice strong cuppa and poddled around and got the washing things ready and polished missen up a bit. Bit of rush.

Got me INR record card in me pocket in readiness fer me visit fer me tests after doing the laundry. And – it only took me around 15 minutes to find it. Tsk!

Got me bags ready and set off on me walk to the launderette.

Took another photo of the kids street art before it rained and it dissolved.

It looked nice today, but the wind was cold and the sun not hot.

The trees nearby were losing their leaves in the high winds and the leaves scattered all over the road.

I had a contemplative bit of a mood as I stood there…

Worries about my memory loses, the yobs and me various ailments were replaced temporarily with a genuine concern for the future of mankind. I decided we were all doomed!

A couple of pigeons came down to greet me and have their late breakfast of meal-worms and mixed sunseeds.

There’s something about pigeons that I admire… perhaps because most fold consider them as flying vermin and their mere survival instincts amaze me?

Onward to the launderette.

The sky was beautiful and it was light – but it was so cold and windy with it, it was misleading.

A few miles north of Nottingham the snow had descended.

At the launderette the cheery sexy Polish Lyonda greeted me and BJ was at the cafe having his breakfast.

After loading the machined I realised I’d forgotten to take the soap powder with me.

Normally this would not have bothered me too much – but this morning I was getting a little irritated with myself about me faux pas.

Then as I sat there reading me book BJ returned and we had a little natter and laugh.

BJ ran me back to the flea-pit – as as I got out of the car BJ heard a clunk and asked me what it was, I’d not heard it (Nothing unusual in that even with me hearing-aids in) It turned out it was me camera falling out of me pocket between the seat and the door. Good job BJ heard it and told me! That would have put me on a mega-low if I lost that.

I took the washing up and then realised I had not got me mobile phone – an hour searching revealed nothing in the house. Then I remembered the camera dropping out of me pocket in BJs car as got out of it – a feeling of extreme woe and stupidity came over me. I could not ring BJ on me spare as the number for him was in the old one I’d lost!

I decided to go into the EE shop where I got the sim card from and ask for advice as I go through town on me way to the hospital.

As I walked to the bus-stop I espied a new piece of Nottingham Street Art on Church Drive near the flats. Courtesy of some Estate Agent I assumed.

It must have been blown down by the high winds presumably.

Onward to catch the bus and into the City Centre – where I plodded into Clumber Street and entered the EE shop to ask for advice about me lost phone.

I explained me situation and that I was concerned that not knowing where I’d lost me phone, I was unsure if it might have been stolen and the card being used?

I was passed on to another assistant ‘Samuel’ who although a little distracted by other at times – was patient outwardly with me and it took an hour or more for him to sort it for me. He offered me the old sim keeping the same number and a free phone for the same monthly cost. A Nokia Lumia. He got it going and explained a few things about its working to me. Got the internet on this one. Confused by it all I agreed and he sorted me out.

I called into the Holland & Barret shop to see their prices for the St Johns Wort and purchased a pack I thought was cheaper than me local chemist. Later when I compared the two – it transpired these H&B ones were smaller. Huh!

Caught the bus to the Queens Medical Centre, the flags were a-blowing in the wind.

The place was very busy, being so late in the day – a time I usually avoid going if I can – but my cock-up in forgetting to go yesterday meant I had cope with it – my own fault.

I had a read of me Spike Milligan book while waiting for me number to be called, but could not concentrate in it properly for fear of getting into it and missing me number.

An hour or so later I was called in and tended to. Gave the nurses their nibbles bag and departed to catch a bus into Nottingham.

Being so late in the day now, the place was busy, so I nipped into trinity Square and took a photo of some ‘Bling’ for the TFZ gals.

The square actually has some people in it today – a happy contented merry lot of folk they were too.

Popped into a shop and got a Boiled Egg cob for a quid.

Walked down and caught the bus back to Carrington.

I’m afraid the new phone will take some getting used to – I thought it best if I ever get to see sister Jane again I’ll take it and asked Pete to set it up for me and offer some guidance for me.

Funny, I can remember how to bone bacon that I learnt in 1963 – but getting around these new fandangled phones…?

WC’d. I’m afraid the ‘Inch’ has started bleeding again, the lesion has opened – More stuff to worry about now – Tsk! Luckily I have some of the Daktacort cream left over from last time to use.

Made me nosh:

Roast baby potatoes, Krakowska meat, cooked beetroot. garden peas, rocket and the boiled egg cob – followed by two blackcurrant ice cream lollies.

Fell into a deep sleep for several hours.

Awoke and made a cuppa then started this Diary like.

Took me medications.

Feeling a bit down with me fau-pars like.

Mon 27.4.15 Inchcock Today – Nervous!

Monday 27th April 2015

Got to sleep around 0400hrs. Woke at 0830hrs and while attending the porcelain found bleeding from the haemorrhoids.

Did me BP: Sys 174 Dia 74 Pulse 79 – Temp 32.7 Look okay to me I think maybe, perhaps?

Still feeling nervous and weary?

Made a cuppa and took me medications.

Took a photograph from the window on the way back up.

Cloudless sky this morning.

The white spot near the centre of the picture is I think – Solar panels from the roof of one of the big posh houses up in the Magdala Road area.

I noticed the pallets had been thrown about in the back garden again?

Still feeling a bit nervous and apprehensive today.

Stomach a bit tender inside and bloated outside?

Started this diary, and used Coreldraw9 to create the header, then tried to age it in Corelpaint9, then in Corel Paint pro x6. Coreldraw froze – Tsk!

Eventually pulled missen away from the laptop and had a wash and brush-up ready for me walk into town.

Set off and down the road turned right into Loscoe Road and hey-presto – the first bit of Pavement (Well Street) Art of the day.

I could see Poland mentioned a few times.

Homesick Polish kids?

No idea what the symbols mean?

Obviously Internet connection somewhere in the messages that were written neatly in different coloured chalks.

Down through the titchell and onto Mansfield Road.

Within a couple of hundred yards the first of the Pavement Cyclists appeared near the New Carrington public House and launderette.

I moved on and within the next few yards near to the Lidl store – yes you’ve guessed it…

Another Pavement Cyclist.

This one nearly clouted a lad walking up the pavement.

Swines!

Had a little dizzy after taking this photograph of the criminal cyclist – took a few minutes but everything went back to normal and I pressed on with me walk into town.

I took a photograph of the sky as I left Carrington, it was particularly beautiful now, the low clouds and light blue above showing nature at its finest?

Anne Gyna gave me a few painful reminders of her presence as I crossed the road and hobbled on u the hill towards town.

As I crossed over the top and down into town the police pulled up a car and dragged the driver and passenger out and into their Transit Van.

As I got into town I took the route through the bus station and out the other end so I could drop some seeds for the pigeons.

For some reason me mind strayed back to the old buses of Nottingham, and that led to me thinking of happier times – had  to stop myself.

At House of Fraser in the window where they had the topless torso display of jeans – I noticed things had been redone – this time the mannequins had a top half to them – but no heads yet?

Money saving?

I plodded on to the bus-stop – checking to make sure I’d took me Free pensioners bus-pass – that wonderful Free pensioners bus-pass with me – all okay it was there.

En route I did some of me crosswords in me book – and when the bus stopped at a stop… took a photo of the greenery at the side of the road with the sky background – amazing sight I thought – I was going to say so typical of England but I’d better not for fear of being called a bigot or worse… oh… I’ve said it now ain’t I? Hehe!

We got to Bulwell bus-station and I walked down by the side of the river lean into the Market area, where I narrowly missed getting hit by a pavement cyclist.

I fed the pigeons and had a chat with them, much to the surprise of those sat nearby on the bench.

I didn’t notice them until it was too late – I wondered what they made of me chatting away?

To the end of the bank and passed the graffitid war memorial and spend a few minutes in contemplation – as I turned to walk back to the road I noticed the flowers, Tulips and white flowers of some sort I think they were, in the corner plot.

I could see patches where some had been stolen from.

Huh!

Over the lights and looked on the material shop to see if they had any pressure pads, but they did not sell them.

Then into Fulton to see if they had any if the microwave sausages in stock, no go… but they did have some blackcurrant and ice-cream lollies in! Only four boxes so I snaffled them all.

They also had some Krakowska at… wait for it… 20p! Use by tomorrows date, but I took one anyway, that’ll do me fer me nosh later.

I got some cheap fish and chip biscuits as well, oh, and some Scotts porridge pots at 3 for a quid, I bought six, and a loaf of bread!

As I was hobbling back to the bus-station it dawned on me I should have gone to the Queens Medical Centre today fer me Warfarin INR level tests! What a plonker with bar!

I’ll have to go tomorrow after doing me laundry – Tsk & Tut!

As the bus pulled away I spotted two more Pavement Cyclists through the bus window – the Pavement Cyclists weren’t cycling through the window like – I took the photo of the Pavement Cyclist through the window…

Soon got back in Carrington – spotted a gang of yobs at the bus-stop to got off at the one after and walked back like.

There were several apprentice yobs on the street, kicking footballs, smoking, drinking and calling people as they passed by.

Got in and WC’s, quite a bit of blood.

Got me nosh ready, decided on curried beans, beetroot, rocket, tomatoes, Olde Amterdam strong cheese and some slices of the Krakowska.

Watched a DVD while I ate it and then got the laptop going to do this Diary like.

Took me medications.

Did some blogging and Facebooking.

The hands are shaking a bit now – that’s summat new?

Must remember launderette then INR checks tomorrow… Mmm… we’ll see… Hehe!

TTFN all.

Sun 26.4.15 Inchcock Today: Feeling nervous and timid? Why? No idea…

Sunday 26th April 2015

Looked out of the window and thought: “Ah life… another Day”… and passed wind!

Woke after having had a good long sleep – dream filled as usual but the unusual thing is I only had to get up to attend the porcelain twice.

I recall dreaming about me taking place in the D-Day beach attack, cannot remember much just bits of it. At least I know this must have been due to me reading Antony Beever’s D-Day book last night.

Did me tests: BP Sys 157 Dia 98 Pulse 75 Temp 31.5. Took me medications.

Feeling drained still, and even tried?

Rubbed me chin and nearly cut me fingers – realising I’d not had a shave or wash last night… but I’d left the water heater on? What am I doing? Am I losing it a bit faster than I thought?

Went down and made a flask of tea and washed me pots.

Then it started – the calls to the porcelain. Over the next two hours I had six light duty and two heavy duty calls to the porcelain needing answering. This of course started the hemorrhoids bleeding – bent retrieve me tube of cream that I’d dropped and banged me head on the side of the sink…

Hey-ho!

Went to start the laptop and found I’d left it in sleep mode?

Started this diary.

Still feeling tired? Why? I’ve had a good kip and done nowt strenuous at all, didn’t even get a walk in yesterday? Drained.

Stomach feels a bit er… what’s the word? Like it may return it’s contents!

So no porridge this morning… yet.

Did a bit of blogging sent off yesterday’s Diary and read others blogs, commenting on a few.

Then did the header for todays Diary in Coreldraw9.

I noticed that Mike Steeden had done some rather excellent posts again – stupid ones, daft ones, clever ones etc. I hate him! Jealous? Me? Yes!

I did some graphics on Coreldraw9 of Sherlock Holmes and Watson – with Sherlock having Mike’s head. I thought they might be of use for Mike on his future Sherlock posts.

When I tried to email them the address I’d got was not recognised… I tweaked the address and it sent it off on its own? I hope it gets to the right person. If yer reading this Mike, please let me know.

Did a bit more Facebooking and decided to get ready and have a little walk… although I still feel a bit down for some reason. Tsk!

It brightened up a bit as I left fer me poddle down the street.

Not many folk about, but rubbish had been dumped at the end of the twitchel – three black bags that had been torn open and searched through with the ensuing splodge of crap all over the tarmac and a seat that had been smashed up.

All normal in Carrington today then.

I took a photo of it to put on here, but when it came to downloading all I had was a close-up of me thumb?

Despite the lack of pedestrians I still nearly got clobbered by a Nottingham PAvement Cyclist on the front.

I wobbled down and called in Lidl and got two cobs, some rocket and potatoes.

On me way back I couldn’t help but notice the bustling industrious Carrington businesses on Mansfield Road.

One of the businesses in the photo here on the left were actually still trading and had not yet gone into liquidation or bankruptcy.

As I turned to the right, across the road the hotel that has spent a fortune on doing the place up and advertising themselves in the local press had still only got the owners and the chefs cars outside.

Tis a shame.

The Gurka One next door was no better off, they no cars in their car park at all.

I wandered back to the dump.

WC’d.

Made me nosh and Didn’t fall asleep!

I had Krakowska pork, Seasoned new potatoes, Olde Amsterdam strong cheese, pickled beetroot, tomatoes and rocket with two cheese topped cobs. Followed by a Blackcurrant jelly.

Yum!

Coreldraw9 was playing up a bit – oh dearie me!

Watched a ‘New Tricks DVD’ until for some reason the headphones stopped working?

Hey-ho.

Took me medications and applied me creams and lotions. Bit of blood from the piles again tonight.

Seem to be having problems getting to kip again… Huh!

Sat 25.4.15 Inchcock Today – Incredibly tired

Saturday 25th April 2015

Woke up tired and weary? Why? – no idea!

Perhaps it was the shock of having a good day yesterday?

The haemarrhoids are bleeding again, Anne Gyna is back and I had an early dizzy spell! Tsk!

Did me BP tests and that: Sys 140 Dia 82 Pulse 78 Temp 30c.

Huh… another dizzy spell – oh dear.

WC’d.

Went down to make a cuppa and porridge to nibble.

The sky looked a bit threatening when I took this photograph, but it soon brightened up a bit later.

Made me cup of good strong Thompsons Punjana tea and a pot of cheapo porridge that I added a tiny bit of lemon honey to and returned to the laptop and gobbled em up.

Took me medications, then when I moved to visit the porcelain again I spotted a beta-blocker tablet on the mat… unsure if I’d dropped it this morning or not – but took a chance and wiped it un took it. These Bisoprolol tablets are so small, a bit like my… well never mind that now.

I feel I could fall asleep again now?

Did some Facebooking and a post on WordPress about Nottingham Pavement Cyclists – well, it’s just a gallery of about 30 photographicalisations that I’ve taken of the scallywags on me walks.

Nowt much else happened fer rest of the day I’m afraid – I just felt shattered, so tired and listless.

I kept trying to concentrate – tried learning a bit more about Corel Paint Pro but gave up in the end – fell asleep – tried watching a DVD but the drive kept sticking, did some graphics of sorts – fell asleep – eventually gave up and actually got me head down and slept some more…

So tired.

Hey-ho.

Fri 24.4.15 Inchcock Today – Off to the Museum!

Friday 24th April 2015

Got to kip around 0400hrs – Woke up 0615hrs wide awake as the alarm went off to remind me that BJ is calling to collect me to go to the museum in Loughborough.

Bits of the dreams stayed with me:

I was on rooftops and climbing over them along the roadside – the roadsides were those from the 1949 to 1952 where I was living then… People in period clothes below… I got to the end of one block of roofs and forgot something so went back to start again? This time I slipped, hung on by one hand dangling then fell but by coat caught on something and I did a nice gentle fall to the pavement then had a job to free the jacket? – running through the streets, nervous now… that’s all I recall.

Made a cuppa and got me togs ready and returned up to start the laptop.

Took, me medications and BP: Sys 192 Dia 72 Pulse 71 Temp 70. No bleeding from the rear.

Then started this diary.

Managed to do a graphic fer the TFZers on Coreldraw without it freezing! Yahooo!

The TFZers Picnic I called it.

Realised it was getting close to time for BJ’s arrival – so hastily got meself decoked and polished and changed into me togs and down and made a nibbles-bag up for us at the Museum.

Just about time so I made a cuppa and waited for BJ to arrive.

BJ rang he’ll be late coming. 

Big John picked me up and we were soon on the road to Louborough and the Great Central Railway Station come Museum.

The weather was perfect for me – not too hot, no wind and no sun.

We even got the last disabled parking space outside the entrance.

I took a photo of the station from above before we entered.

There were no trains running passengers today, so it was only £3 to get in instead of £18.

Big John said we must go back again in a few weeks at a weekend when the trains are running – no argument from me.

We hobbled down the stairs to the platform and BJ took some photo’s of me.

One of me leaning on a station trolley full of old-fashioned luggage next to the superb mock Smith’s newspaper stall with 1930’s posters on display.

Then near the entrance to the small museum we had a bit of good luck as an engine was steaming up ready to move out to the sheds – very nostalgic fer me that one. Made me think of when I was a whippersnapper and going to the coast for a day trip!

There was even and advertisement for Bachelor tipped ciggies what I used to smoke.

I still miss me pipe though even after all these years… hey-ho!

In the small museum was a young boys dream of a model GWR engine locomotive – it was built so well, I fell in love with it – well with many things I saw here today actually.

The skill of the volunteers in keeping things going was amazing and I had great admiration for the work being done here.

We popped into the station cafe, all laid out old style – it  wer right grand.

All the food was prepared fresh on ordering and it took a while for BJ’s cornish pasty to come. Mind you, the tea was cat-wass.

We sat on some chairs on the platform waiting and I took a photo of BJ pretending to get in a Pullman Restaurant carriage – another grand bit of gear.

BJ had his nosh and we walked down off the platform to the work sheds – and I can’t remember having a more pleasant walk in me life, the old locomotives lines up were awe inspiring: This one on the left in superb condition and ready to go.

The next one on the right the last steam train to be bought by British Rail in 1962 – such history!

Later on we were lucky enough to see her taking on water – a rare sight nowadays indeed.

On down the lane a bit further and we came across the last steam train to run under British Railways.

A magnificence of this locomotive, unfortunately we could not get a close look as she was ‘parked up’ in a long line of other types including some diesels.

Sadly I had a dizzy spell here, but it only lasted a few minutes.

Another cracker here on the right, two chaps were working on her getting her ready for their weekend run with passengers – of the smells… heady!

We passed the signal box then, but were not allowed in it like.

Fair enough that!

BJ asked a bloke if we could go into the work sheds for a look around – he said if yer give me £2 fer the funds yer can, but be careful yer don’t fall in the pits!”

So we did! (Not fall in the pits – gave him £2 each)

I was fascinated and agog with all the work going on – it must take these lads years to get their loco’s refurbished – and a fortune getting or making the parts needed.

Dedicated this lot are.

When we walked back to the station was when we saw the loco taking on water – a sight I’ve seen so many times in years gone by, but this is the first time I was impressed with it.

Fancy having a full sized train set eh? Hehe, I never had a toy sized one!

BJ got me to take some photographs using his camera – scared me to death! It was a rather natty complicated expensive one like – but I managed not to break it.

Took a photograph of John in front of what must have been the most attractive of the loco’s in the place – BJ loved it too.

Back to the platform and a walk along the other side and the ‘Ladies Waiting Rooms’ were authentically laid out – with open fireplace even a pram with a lifelike baby doll in it! They’ve worked so hard at getting things right!

I took a last photograph of the signals near the bridge at the station with an Inter-City diesel in the background, and we were off.

BJ suggested we call at the Ruddington Train Museum on the way home and I was all for it and again excited.

We drove to Ruddington but found the place closed.

BJ said to take photo of the times from the poster on the gate – the red days are extra-special events, the blue are train running days. I’ve forgot what the yellow days are though – sad innit? 

BJ ran me back to his place and let take some photo’s for Thomas on the TFZ site. They show his support for an American Train Engineers Union supporting none-single driver conditions and he thought Thomas might be aware of this?

He offered to run me back home, but it was only a 15 minute walk so I declined and thanked him for the day – he was looking a little tired himself.

The walk back to the flea-pit proved rather incident ridden – no less than four pavement cyclists en-route.

I wonder if any of the political parties have realised this?

They could promise to put em in prison or deport them then they would be assured of the votes of the infirm and elderly walkers of Nottingham? No? Oh, alright then…

Got in and WC’d.

Made a cuppa and took me medications.

Made me nosh – not a lot.

Meat cob, garden peas, beetroot, cheesey potatoes and cooked pickled beetroot – followed by an iced lolly.

Fell asleep for an hour or two.

Woke and got this Diary dun like.

I’m sure I’ve got something on tomorrow… but what?

Tsk!

Thurs 23.4.15 Inchcock Today

Thursday 23rd April 2015

Fell asleep last night early for a few hours and could not get back to sleep. Tsk!

Spent hours trying out the new paint prog without much success.

Mike Steeden photo ended up like this – not exactly what I was after but there you are – failed again!

0515hrs took me medications and watched some Red Dwarf on YouTube.

Stirred and got a wash and brush-up.

BP: Sys 147 Dia 76 Pulse 72 Temp 74 No bleeding from the haemorrhoids. Skin growth tender. 

Set off on me walk into town to get some of the microwaveable new potatoes in oil and herds… or even herbs, from Aldi.

Noticed a lady dropping her two ankle-biters off at the school, having parked her Turbo S Porsche Cayenne SUV that according to What car costs £55.266 to £93.773 to buy, on double yellow lines on a corner… jealous? Me?

Onto Mansfield road down to the college island and up the hill toward town passing the cemetery on the other side of the road and the traffic was still a bit heavy – the naughty mini driver using the bus-lane.

Onward up the hill further and appreciated the trees, some full of growth and others still looking bare.

I’m not a horticulturist in any form but the beauty of seeing these side by side made me think of nature a bit. (I think the St John’s Wort might be working)

The weather was almost perfect for me this morning, not much sunshine not too warm, low winds.

Almost made me feel happy – and we can’t have that can we? Hehe.

Then they started to appear – the first of the dreaded Pavement Cyclists.

I suppose they are a tad frightened of using the road with all that traffic?

But why do they come so close to people of less mobility that others and scare them instead?

Swines!

To the top of the hill and down turning into Huntingdon Street.

A pavement cyclist just missing me and catching me off-guard the little imp was gone before I could get me camera out – so I kept it in me hand for the rest of the journey (The camera!).

The net one nearly had me as well – can’t hear em coming from behind yer see – Swines!

The next one on the right here actually swore at me as he passed?

I told missen to take extra care this morning and just as well I listened to meself as well

Took a photograph of the view of Vic centre and the flats form the traffic lights with Woodborough Road.

The dome of Little John – that housed the bell can be seen behind the grotty looking building that houses the Victoria shopping centre.

Notice the traffic lights?

One hell of a junction for accidents this one!

Further down the road another Pavement Cyclist approached and passed within inches of me.

I was getting a but nervous now.

I turned and took his photograph… turned to carry on me walk and almost walked into a lamppost! Hehehe… serves me right!

As I approached the Aldi shop another f the Herberts came at me.

Ah – well, into the shop and had a poddle around.

Got some potatoes, chesse covered cobs, lemon cakes and a microwaveable cob.

By gum I know how to live.

Paid for me bits and waddled over through Victoria centre and out on Mansfield Road, then up to Trinity Square, where I clandestinely slipped some seeds to the birds.

Took some photographs of ‘Bling’ for the TFZgals.

This one caught me eye – not just because of the price, but the interesting designs.

No idea what they were made of or from, but at these second-hand prices it must be something rare?

Caught the bus back to the hoppit, thank heavens again for the free pensioners bus-pass!

I only miss me licence and car when I need to move or collect something nowadays. I never thought I would get on so well without it. 

Enjoyed the yob-free walk to the flea-pit and WC’d, put the kettle on an made me nosh. Had it early today – for some reason I felt peckish.

Beefburger cheesey cobs, cooked pickled beetroot, tomatoes, French’s New York BBQ sauce (Nor cheap but very good) followed by lemon cakes and an iced lolly.

Pig!

Watched a DVD while eating it – all of it this time.

Fell asleep…

Woke up with a jump, again had to think what time and day it was. Hehe, getting good at doing this I am).

Laptop on and started this diary. Emails from Mike Steeden and Kentucky Angel cheered me up.

BJ rang, he s picking me up twixt 10 and 1030hrs in the morning and we are going to the transport museum at Loughborough.

Lovely…

Took me medications.

Tried to do a graphic of Kentucky Angel.

Here it is:

.Not one of me best, but me hands were a bit shaky.

I hope she likes it?

Couldn’t sleep – watched a Falklands documentary on Youtube – moving not glorification.

TTFN folks…

Wed 22.4.15: Inchcock Today – Flummoxed

Wednesday 22nd April 2015

Woke up and lay there trying to remember me dreams without success – and realised I was shaking all over – not like in the song!

Went down and made up me medication pots, then nipped out and fed the pigeons – .

Then made a cuppa and got the laptop on. Fatima & Fred brought the family with em today.

Still feeling ‘Wrong’ in missen today… hard to explain but I’ve been making many errors and forgetting more stuff than even I usually do – worrying this is.

The sky was what I call ‘yobbo encouraging’ style today – that is clear sunny (not hot due to the wind) – threatening outbreaks of antisocial behaviour and already the young apprentice yobs are milling about at the end of the street!

I remember last summer and the hassle these nerks gave me with threatening behaviour and mugging me.

I do not want to go through that lot again – maybe apprehension is getting to me about this?

Did me tests: BP Sys 147 Dia 82 Pulse 89 Temp 31.2

Started to create this diary – not easy when yer mind is not with yer but off on it’s own little tangent like, if you know what I mean?

The shaking steadied down nicely – so I got Corel Pro-paint started and tried to learn some of it’s features.

I’m going to do a post header and then try to make it look aged in Corel Paintshop Pro.

I do not hold out much hope and am prepared for my usual failure… but hey-ho, here I go.

Back soon to post the results… I hope!

TTFN.

I’ve just popped back on to show yer me rather sad results of the first effort here:

Original wot I dun like here first.

The aged supposed to look like an old newspaper photo but doesn’t really does it now?

Still. I’ll use this aged one fer the Diary header methinks.

My next project was to see how easy it was to add vector text to a photo – it wasn’t!

I shan’t be attempting this again.

Next task to find out how easy it is to add raster text to a picture.

Back in a bit when I gerrit dun like…

No easier than the old Coreldraw9, in fact both methods are more complicated – or is it that I’m more used to using the old Coreldraw method?

Maybe.

I took a break to ring sister Jane to see if she enjoyed their gallivanting off to Concert Hall to hear the Czech Philharmonic after going for a meal. She said they both enjoyed the meal and the concert. Although they nodded off once or twice. They are off to get the free fish and chips with the Nottingham Post’s vouchers, and then going to the Senior Reds meeting for a nosh and drinkies later today. I said they were always busy bless em.

Should have cheered me that news, but…

Toyed with me Clive Danton Spiv photo wot I dun – applied Sepia to it and this is how it came out. Must send a copy to him in case he might use it in one of posts?

Got an email of support from Patti Bekert and Lynton Cox, they did brighten me up a bit.

Patti suggested I try St Johns Wort, so I’ll pop to the chemists in a bit to get some. Two genuine cyber-friends I don’t deserve but am so glad I’ve got!

I enjoyed doing the text for Patti’s photo, even though I couldn’t get the fill to change to wot I wanted it go to. Huh!

Had a wash and brush up and ventured out for a little wander down to the chemists.

No yobs about in fact not many people at all.

Got to chemists and the owner Deepak was in and very helpful he was too.

I asked the assistant about St Johns Wort Extract tablets and he came to me to explain about them.

They were £14.95 a pack of 60 so not too dear and I bought a box.

I asked if they would be okay to take with my other medications and he indicated it would be no problem at all.

I wondered down to the Lidl penitentiary and wondered round buying some biscuits and tinned mushrooms and left.

As I did I took a photograph of the sky and lack of people about.

I didn’t mind that – lack of people equals lack of yobs.

I plodded the roundabout route back to the concentration camp, feeling a little out of sorts and got the kettle on.

Made me nosh.

Bread Thins with thick sliced Sopocka sandwiches, tomatoes, small potatoes curried beans (Tesco brand, very mild) followed my an iced raspberry ice-cream lolly.

A slight change from me usual fair I know, but I ate it all this time, well nearly all of it.

Unfortunately while I was watching a DVD of All Creatures Great and Small I nodded off for a few hours.

Bit disoriented when I stirred.

Realised I’d missed me evening medications. Thought about it and took just one Warfarin tablet although they tell me not too if too late I just took the one instead of the dosage of three for today. Hope I’ve done right?

Took a Wort tablet too.

Despite the unplanned kip I still feel drowsy?

Did some graphic training – but the concentration no good, so turned to Facebooking for a while.

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