Monday 6th July 2015
The cramps were not so bad and the wounds from yesterdays Whoopsiedangleplop weren’t too bad either.
A few recollections of me dreams lingered:
A woman was telling me off about something or other and I kept pouring cups of tea for her… and could not get the right amount of milk she wanted?… then the door opened and in filed dozens of women and they formed a queue near a snooker table demanding their cups of tea? – In walked Harold Wilson and sat in the chair?
That’s all I can recall.
Had a dizzy-spell later – not good that, I thought they were on holiday. Hehe!
The patriotic car from yesterday was still there when we passed.
Did some Facebooking – I dare not use the taps for a wash this early – noisy plumbing might disturb me new neighbours.
BJ rang he’s on his way. Said I’d meet him outside so he didn’t have to come all the way up.
Met him in car park and we set off to the hovel.
We collected no end of stuff, filled his car I think, and took it to the flat.
On the way we stopped at the Co-op store and got some bread (Being as I had got me toaster in the car )and long life milk.
Bit of a job getting it all up to the flat but we managed somehow. BJ had to shoot off and I went down with him and thanked him for his help again.
Realised that until we get the place sorted I could not use the toaster. Tsk!
I got the clock I bought from Tesco out and we both agreed it was knackered – the hands were loose. Tsk!
And the White grape and blackcurrant flavoured spring water I’d bought tempted me to a quick swig – Eurgh! Far too sweet! Undrinkable!
Then a maintenance man arrived to repair the loose wiring in the Intercom line. Soon had it all boxed in for me. He didn’t want any bottles of White grape and blackcurrant flavoured spring water either!
I asked the painter chappie if he would like a bottle of White grape and blackcurrant flavoured spring water, but he was not too keen.
By now with all the lifting and carrying and the nowhere to sit comfortably scenario my back, arms and legs were suffering – also the affects of me Whoopsiedangleplop on me right wrist was humming a bit.
Steve rang, he’s coming later to have a chat.
Feeling well and truly done in now – cramps starting, so tired.
But we are not sure if they will ‘fit’ the cooker for me or not like?
The fridge-freezer should be okay to just plug in?
I have got a doctors appointment in the morning and then going to Asda to see if we can get some of the plastic drawers on offer.
Steve and Paul left with a bottle of White grape blackcurrant spring water each, and a weary me put the laptop on to do this diary before I fall asleep.
Mind you, I want to have me Marmite sarnies first.
I bet the cooker is still not been delivered or if it has not connected when I get back tomorrow. I’m not that lucky.
TTFN from a tired, weary, in pain and far poorer Inchcock.