Sun 7.6.2015: Inchcock Today

Sunday 7th June 2015

Woke at 0545hrs, mucho bleeding from the little Inch again.

On the WC – and couldn’t get off for 45 minutes! Oh dear… blood from the other end now. Tsk!

Cuppa and medication taken – pots cleaned and laptop on.

Did a graphic for Clivey Boy and emailed it to him. Coreldraw x7 crashed again! Grrr!

Then did the header for this diary – and started it off.

Early yobboes lurking up and down the street this morning?

Another cuppa, then finished me blogs for yesterday and got them posted – only took me four hours.

0701Had a good scrub-up and shave, in me togs and set off to town.

When I got towards the Victoria bus-station, I took a photo showing the old filled in railway lines and the supports that hold up the actual bus-station.

I bet that took some graft and  know-how to get built?

Caught the C single decker bus to Mansfield (another instant decision made to to Mansfield).

0702We went through Bulwell, Hucknall which I took the first photograpicalisation of me often visited GUM clinic as the bus went passed it like. Memories flooded back to me… eurgh!

Then through Newstead then Annesley where I tried to take a photo of some horses in the 0703fields as sped along, but this dark blue Transit van is all I got as he sped passed us!


Just passed Annesley I managed to take a photo of some old colliers (miners) terraced houses. This set me thinking of all the Collieries we used to have in this area:

0705Gedling, Hucknall No1, Hucknall No2, Linby, Radford, Wollaton, Newstead, Bevercotes, Mansfield, Harworth, Kirkby, Ollerton, Bentinck, Pye Hill, Thoresby, Welbeck, Clipston, Rufford, Blidworth, Annesley, Moorgreen, Selston, Sutton, Silverhill, Teversal, Firbeck, Sherwood.
Lodge, Highpark, Manton, Warsop Main, Shireoaks, New Hucknall,
Steetley, Langton. Cossall, New Selston, and Oakwood Grange, and I’ve probably missed some off the list?

I went into deep contemplating mode for a while. The miners were extremely militant and their unions decision not to hold a strike ballet was one route cause of frustration within Nottingham colliers – but Maggie Thatcher already had plans for the destruction of the industry in the pipe-line before the strike it transpired. Whoever one chooses to blame the most – the suffering of the colliers families and the break up of communities was so very lamentable and sad.

0704The bus was at Kirby-in-Ashfield when I pulled myself out my moroseness.

As the bus passed the graveyard that has many American Airmen in it I thought I’d take a photo…

But an ambulance with it’s blues and twos belted passed from the opposite directed and frit me a bit Hehe.

0706That was two photographs ruined. Would I make me hat-trick I thought?

At Sutton bus-station I noticed that KFC had done there… er… food place up and made it look nice now – shame there was no one actually going in it for the time we were there waiting for the bus to move.

We drove on eventually getting in Mansfield bus station, and I made me way to the book shop to get half the money back I paid for em, when I got two more book and swapped em – if yer see worra mean like.

0708It had closed down – Huh!

So I poddled up to the B&M store and had a wonder around.

Got a packet of bacon that looked nice and was cheap.


0710Then I moved up to have a decker in the Pound-stretcher shop – they had some dried onions in, and jars of Red onion cooking sauce with Rosemarie, so I got one of each.

As you can see, the Pound-Stretcher shop was very busy by the photo on the left wot I took see. And this is just one of five aisles in the place – wonder how long they’ll last?

Then I trudged back to the bus-station and caught a Pronto bus back to Nottingham, that would drop me of in Carrington.

0712The house I photographed while we were driving passed it is the one just bought by a certain media mogul chappy with a beard. A bargain at £3.3m I’m sure.

Of course I was goiing to put in a bid missen like – but he beat me to it.


0713The sky looked nice and bright as I got back into Carrington.

Made me way back to the bomb-site with aching feet – not the bomb site with aching feet like, it wer me with the aching feet!

Yobboes on the street, had to go through them to get in the house, luckily cars were going by at the time and all I got was dirty looks form them.


WC’d and updated this diary.

Then had me bacon with me flavoured baked beans and bread thins.

And jolly nice it was too…

Evening all!

Inchcocks Further Thoughts on Politicians – in Prose

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Further thoughts on Politicians

There’s not many that haven’t had an illicit love affair,

They are experts and tutored in spouting lies and hot air,

They dance around giving answers like Andy Capp or Fred Astaire,

Most Ministers have never worked, or known financial despair,

They fiddle expenses, get a pay rise of 9.6%, that’s so unfair,

They say the IPSA sets their salary now, they declare,

But they set the wage of IPSA of £40,400 per manager…yea?

And grant the IPSA expenses; of this the part-time IPSA are aware,

The rot set in with the crooked nihilistic, nepotistic Tony Blair.

Most are millionaires too, jealous… me? Now where’s me bus pass?

Cameron, and his cronies will never worry about the cost of gas,

Despite his cabinet consisting of a cruel men, an inertial mass,

PMs a group from superior stock, all unethical, bold as brass,

They are not caring, they are cruel, pitiless and crass.


They ought to hypnotised into being honest en mass,

They’ve taken away my few benefits, ‘cause I bought a pension,

Paid into it for fifty odd years, worse off now, makes you laugh,

It’s the weak they prey on, ignore, laugh at and harass!

Not for workers or pensioners, warmth, good food or an au pair,

I can’t afford a holiday or even the petrol or train fare,

No BUPA for me, just the ailing NHS hospital care,

The NHS staff are harangued and frustrated, but they really care,

MPs strut and pose, well fed, clothed, looking debonair,

While pensioners are struggling, broke, in utter despair,

They have their earnings from bribes and many an offshore share,

They sit in central heated offices, in their reclining chair,

Of others poverty, frustration and pain, they seem totally unaware!

Bless them. (Spit!)


Sat 6 June 2015: Inchcock Today –

Saturday 6th June 2015

IMG_0043Woke at 0400hrs, tried to get back to kip, but gave up and hauled missen painfully up made a cuppa and had a pot of porridge and medications for breakfast for a change.

While eating this some memories of the dreams I’d came came back to me – not a lot – but some.

I was serving in an old counter shop and the queues outside led for miles down the road? Somehow as I served fruit and veg and fresh fish to people, the stocks seemed to get replaced automatically. This seemed to go on for hours and hours, then suddenly I was in a tiny lift, with goblins attacking me, blood all over the place… then a lady came into the lift to complain about the noise and hit me over the head with her umbrella? That’s all I recall.

I got the laptop on and replied to some emails, then opened Coreldaw X7 and did the header for today’s diary. Then did a graphic for Danny Soz, then got carried away trying to sort out the options again on the screen.

Did a bit of Facebooking.

Then started to create me next ‘It’s A funny Old Life’ instalment. Took me hours to compile and get something like right, then I didn’t like it after all – so will do a new one later. I update an old one about the Royal Visit to Nottingham and got that posted instead.

The next few hours were spent between researching me ode facts, getting myself confused and doing graphics.

IMG_0044Decided to have a walk about – so went up and made missen presentable-ish and fed the pigeons as I left on me little walk around.

I thought how beautiful a day it was and took a photo of the trees and sky – that was when even I heard the crunch of one of the cars in the distance at the Pelican lights hitting the one in front!

IMG_0046I caught the bus into town and called in the Victoria Shopping Centre as I wobbled along on little walk around the City Centre.

I dropped into Tesco and had a stroll around and bought some bread thins and cheapo little swiss rolls – * Please note that at various point I put other stuff in me basket, and through sheer will-power and the desire to do the right thing – I returned the cream Horns and spreadable butter back to shelves where I got them from… I hope you are suitably impressed with this?


Oh sod-it… alright, I’d not taken enough money with me! Tsk!

IMG_0047I considered going down Clumber Street to go in the Jessop Camera shop to ask for advice on why me photographs on me SSID card have started turning themselves around on their own.

But the crowds put me off and I thought I’d walk the long way around to IMG_0051the City Centre to take some photographs and then approach Clumber Street from the opposite direction.

It was busy in the City Centre too.

I noticed a wedding was taking place in the Council house building and they IMG_0049had hired the old Routemaster London Bus for the fans, family and spectators at the wedding.

I managed to climb up on a raised concrete seating to take the photo – Ha! you should have seen me struggle to get down again – Farcical it were!

Parked where it was seemed a bit IMG_0050potentially dangerous to me, as folk coming out of Exchange Walk had to go into the road to see if any trams or traffic was coming?

Some of the Nottinghamian citizens were full of their usual zest I noticed. It’s good ale they must be selling locally perhaps?

IMG_0052Made we way down Wheeler Gate and called in Marks & Spencers to see if I could find an interesting shot of something to take.

I did, I got two – one on the second floor ladies department.

I’m not sure what the display was supposed to be selling – stockings tights I imagine.

But it was bit different, so I tooketh a photograph of it for the TFZ gals on Facebook.

IMG_0053On the third floor I came across a display of Gents summer-wear I thought might interest the TFZ lads in, so took a shot of these here mannequins in the Gents department.

I wondered just why they had made them with twisted wooden arms, pale legs and a white mask in place of a face?

There must be a reason? But why?.

I left the store and as I did IMG_0051some of the crowd started arguing between them selves about something – and a melee come altercation ensued!

So I braved the crowds and went through them up Exchange Walk and through the Slab Square again on me way to Jessops Camera shop on Clumber Street.

IMG_0057I photographed some art-work the Council had put up in celebration of Nottingham being hailed the cleanest City Centre.

Made me way to Jessops, where luckily they were not too busy, and i asked a lady assistant (Clerk for our American friends) if she could offer me some IMG_0048advice about me photo’s changing orientation on their own on me SSID card.

She was terribly helpful and patient with me, and let me take her photo to put on here with my thanks to her after she’d sorted me out.

She even told me how to change the things again if it happened again bless her sympathetic socks.

Not many as kind and patiently understanding as this gal in the shops nowadays.

IMG_0059Really cheered e up she did.

When I got on the bus I looked in me bag for me book and thought – Oh no, me cream cakes had disappeared!

Of course I soon remembered I didn’t get any. Ahem…

Back into Carrington and lurking IMG_0060yobboes were around again, so I took the long route back to the flea-pit.

I noticed how the clouds were so attractive and took a photo of the sky.

They looked like an artist had arranged and coloured them.

Got in and attended the porcelain.

IMG_0061Updated this diary.

Made me nosh – Vegetable curry, seasoned potatoes, with bread thins and an iced blackcurrant iced lolly.

Not bad.

Took me evening medications with some spring water.

Nodded off around 0200hrs – well that’s the last time I remember taking note of the time like.