Inchcock Today Sat 7 Nov 15: The best laid plans…

Saturday 7th November 2015



Took a good while to get to sleep last night. I suppose ’cause I got no walking in staying in the flat all day waiting for Steve Age UK to arrive, of course he didn’t.

When I stir, I was amazed with how I felt. Anne Gyna had absconded, only a little blood from ‘Little Inchy’ and H Ernia was calm. Bleeding from the rear end was a bit bad, but I’m not complaining. the head was a bit sore from me Whoopsiedangleplop yesterday. Hehe!


000lIDaCuppa and medications taken, then laptop on to start this off. Got carried away with delving into the complexities of using the smudge facility in Coreldraw 7 and lost a couple of hours there. Still can’t master it now! Huh!

I found me graphic wot I dun and aged for the TFZ site and posted that off.

Another cuppa and some brekkers then P1020377ingested.

No time for Facebooking this morning, got to get missen ready to go into town and visit the NHS drop-in centre on Upper Parliament Street.

Got me bus-pass, camera and money safe in me coat pockets.

Got the bath running and perfumed it with lavender antiseptic disinfectant – hoping this will help and not hinder the healing of ‘Little Inchies lesion’.

By the time I’d had me shave afterwards, I realised this would not help the healing of ‘Little Inchies lesion! Whoa, talk about sting!

Hello, it’s raining and blowing something rotten out there now. Should I have another days hibernation or not? Oh no, must get to the drop-in centre.

P1020378Rubbish down the chute of the way down and had a natter in reception with a couple of tenants. Then to the bus-stop and caught the L9 into town.

Bit of a problem when the bus got onto Gordon Road – it got blocked by parked cars and vans and the driver pipped his horn. He called his control centre, who we heard tell him to give it a few minutes and call back if no solution and they would call the police to move the offending vehicle.

After five minutes or so, a chap came out of his house and moved his car to allow the bus to get through. Not the offending parker though. The lever driver manoeuvred the bus through with great skill and inches to spare and we were off.

P1020379In town it was wet dreary and busy.

I went up on the walk-over and took some photographicalisations of the traffic on view below.

Plenty of buses and shoplifters in sight on Upper Parliament Street.

Had a dizzy-spell while doing this, but soon alright again.

Lots of Christmas shopper I suppose after P1020380nicking some early presents for the family.

The usual sight of Nottingham Shoplift.. Shoppers, muggers, benefit recipients, bullies, pickpockets, Big Issue sellers, immigrants and winos as they crossed the lights as if the traffic was none-existent!

I plodded on towards the NHS Drop-in Centre at the other end of the street through…

The NHS Drop-in Centre at the other end of the street had been closed down! Tsk!

P1020383Walked back to Victoria centre and had a walk through and down to Tesco – where amazingly I found that a tw0-pack of those fresh cream French horn thingamabobs jumped into me basket again? Also got a tiny little shop baked loaf with cheese chutney, very costly I thought at £1.50, more like a cob than a loaf.

 Had a wander around window shopping in the rain.

Walked for ages as according to the time-table in P1020384me pocket, there were only four L9 buses on a Saturday and the last one to leave or should leave at 5 past the  hour.

As I meandered through the slab square there was a wedding taking place in the Council house and they were using (hiring) an old London AEC Routemaster Bus for transport.Nice touch the name on the destination board, but why I thought only one name?

P1020385As I walked up King Street there was a Fire Tender on the corner tending to a fire in one of the restaurants.

I got to the bus stop and the electronic timetable informed me that the L9 leaves at 55 past the hour?

I waited just in case me paper timetable P1020386was right for 5 past the hour, but no L9 bus came.

Walked down to another bus stop and waited 20 minutes in the rain for the 40 bus to arrive that takes me onto Winchester Street from where a little walk in the rain and I’d be back at the flats – that was the idea and plan.

The bus arrived no problem and I squashed missen in with the weary shoplifters and was soon on our way.

P1020387Dropped off the bus, over the road, round the corner, up the road and over into Chestnut Walk.

Took a photo in the gloom of the flats in the rain, well drizzle.

As I ascended in the lift, many plans and ideas came to me… make a start on sorting the paperwork, or maybe sort out the trays ready to use when I get the book-case sorted out and screwed to the wall. None of these came to fruition though…

P1020391Got in, WC’d warmed some chilli and had it with me expensive bread and cream cakes and a mini-pot of ice cream.

Literally fell asleep while eating it.

Well gone, I woke up any hours later in the dark and cleaned up the carpet of the remnants of the tray that had fell onto it as I drifted off.

‘Little Inchy’ bleeding bad, so I did me best to clean him up. Tsk!

Made a cuppa, and drifted off again before drinking it.

8 thoughts on “Inchcock Today Sat 7 Nov 15: The best laid plans…

  1. Oh ma goodness luv. You do have your moments. I am constantly stranded in my place because of the elevator being used constantly for moving people in, or breaking down from moving people in. It is a new elevator, but small, and illegal use and over loading it just keeps it from ever being safe now. The big one will be ready (we hope) by December, or so “they” say, but I really don’t trust anything “they” say now, or before for that matter.
    Your day seems to have started out okay, but you should have waited for the L9 bus. I’ve fallen asleep while eating before, so I know what happens, and tiring yourself out by walking in the drizzle didn’t help you at all my dear. Learn to crochet, so next time you will have something to keep you busy while you wait, then you won’t be so tired. I’ve had to learn a trick or ten in my day for staying busy while endlessly waiting for things to happen. And in this building, with the elevator always tied up, there is always a wait for things to happen, so knowing how to crochet fills in the time and the results are fun and useful items that sometimes even look nice.
    Take care of you luv.

    • What a palaver with yer lifts… sorry, elevators gal. Lucky here, we have two. They are tiny mind you and a bit wobbly at times, still, so am I. Hehe!
      .Steve and some officials from NBS and conveyors should be calling today abut the house sale that has stalled! Not holding out too much hope though, Steve was coming last Thursday, then Friday now today…
      He’s a busy bloke.
      I do take me crossword book with me usually when I go out Angie – but the rain stopped me doing it outside. Tsk!
      hope things get better and the new lift is okay, are they getting rid of the old one after they install the new one?
      Cheers pet. X

      • I still think you should learn to crochet luv. You can still do that if it rains because the rain won’t hurt it. Just use cotton yarn, not wool.
        Funny how we speak the same language, only in different languages, um, dialects. — words? I used to wonder why you used the rugs as covers when it would be easier to just use an afghan, and then one day I grew up and realized we call the same thing by different names.
        The original plan here was to put in the new freight lift (LOL) before the renovation began, then update the two elevators we already had. Then they would renovate this building in 9 months, and after that would begin work on the other building. Nothing happened the way they told us it would happen. We have the worst possible construction crew of incompetents, a now ex-manager who helped herself to some “petty cash” from the building fund, drying the fund to the point of bankruptcy, and the elevator is still not even being worked on. They are working on updating the existing elevators, so only one is working, and they are loading it to over the capacity warning level clearly stated on the sign in the thingy.

      • Dialectically speaking, your right Angie pet. I still come across the odd word I don’t understand from American comments, but I seem to follow yours without any bother gal. And love some of your quotes and phrases.
        You are in a pickle with yer lifts ain’t you. Thanks as you say to your ex manager’s greed for green-backs!
        Our little lifts say no more than 8 people – but we couldn’t fit eight people into them. Hehe!
        Must force myself off the laptop today and get some sorting done – starting with the paperwork that needs doing and filing in the right folders.
        I was going to the launderette but when I do go their I always feel so tired for some reason, that I don’t get owt done when I get back? Hope things start moving for you soon flower. TTFN X

      • Our only working lift has a weight limit, and we are only supposed to have 4 people on it, but Americans are impatient. I usually am first one on, because I live high up, and on the way down they just keep on squeezing in, up to 10 people just stacking up like sardines in a can (or tin). I always take food and a bottle of water with me now so I’ll have something when the darn thing breaks down while we are all stuck in there. And no way I’m going to share with the thoughtless people who keep crowding the thing knowing they are not supposed (meant) to do that.

      • It’s worse than frustrating luv. It’s dangerous. Someone will be killed on there, and I only hope it won’t be me! I even get off sometimes when they all start crowding on because I’m not so impatient that I’m willing to die just to get down faster. I would rather be stranded on the wrong floor than get killed or crushed in the rush to get downstairs with all those idiots who have no patience.

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