All I ask is a chance to prove that money can’t make me happy.
Wednesday 9th December 2015
Up and mind working straight away about the things that need sorting today – even more things than yesterday I think.
To the WC at 04:10 hrs. Cleaned up ‘Little Inchy’.
Made a cuppa and took me morning medications, laptop on and finished Tuesdays diary.
Got paperwork readied and in folder to take to FraserBrown (The mock Solicitors) this morning.
Got some Facebooking in before getting missen cleaned up and double checking I have all I need for me visit to the con-men later.
Tried to catch Deana in the Community Shed on me way out to ask her if number 67 had returned any mail to her that was for me
She and Obergruppenführer Julie were in. Gave them some nibbles and told them about the letter from FraserBrown and let Deana have a look at it to see if I’d done right like.
Went back to the reception area and has a jolly goo natter with some of the residents who were waiting to go out into the wind and get the bus.
Caught the L9 bus into town. Read me Classic car paper en-route and dropped off on Queen street.
Sneaked some seed to the birds as I walked through the slab square and up Friar Lane to the solicitors dwellings.
A different lady was on the reception this time.
I handed her the paperwork and asked if she could give me a receipt for it please. No sneers tuts or scowls today! I liked this gal.
As I left, the usual Concentration Camp guard-like receptionist like one returned – lucky there I missed her. Maybe me luck’s changing at last for the better? Hehe!
I wandered around town a while calling at various shops searching for some ‘loose fitting’ underpants without luck. Tried Marks and Spencers and Debenhams.
Caught the bus back to the flats, called into the community hut but Deana was out and about.
Got to the flat and it seems the tablets I got are working and me visit to the bathroom porcelain was getting less er… well it was a somewhat firmer experience shall I say.
Got the laptop on and recorded details of me visit to FraserBrown the imitation solicitors.
Photographed me receipt just in case.
Made a cuppa and the chap from the Nottingham City Homes Works arrived to check out me heaters.
Decent sort of chap. Patient, explained things well to me.
Cleaned me carpet in’t the living room. I should have enough hot water for a bath later now.
Got me nosh on, Beef pasty, sausage roll, diced onion, mashed cheesy spuds and green beans.
Took me medications.
Updated this load of twiddle while it cooked.
Rang Sister Jane to update her on things. No reply.
Fatigue dawned again and for the rest of the night I watched TV and DVDs in between falling asleep. (I’m getting good at this again ain’t I? Hehe).