Tuesday 1st December 2015
Woke at 0415 hrs in need of the WC, Little Inchy painful and belting out blood and needed a lot of attention to stop it this morning.
Horrible night again, spent more of it awake than kipping. Tsk!
Laptop on and finished the Monday diary.
Took me medications.
Regular visitations to the bathroom throughout the morning.
Had another dizzy spell and decided to email the GP for an appointment to tell her about these returning.
The Morrisons order arrived, got the frozen in the freezer but ended up with too much to get into it – left the others in the bags in the Hallway.
Got me laundry ready and took it down and got it in a machine. Expecting the Iceland order too later, so stayed downstairs outside the laundry room so i could see him arriving. Took me bottles to the bank down the road.
Ask a lady arriving to do her washing if she wanted me chips and ice-cream I couldn’t get in the freezer. Went up and fetched it for her – she had taken out me washing from the drier for me and I’d left me bag upstairs so fetched it. Good job the lifts were working today.
A bloke arrived wanting use both washing machines, me first enemy made at the flats when I said he was not supposed to use both at once.
The Iceland man cometh and delivered.
The lady told me to take me chips to the lady in flat 52 on the ninth floor, so I did.
Then got me nosh on and put away me clobber, and stored the fodder.
Laptop on to update this.
Got me nosh, and what a nosh too!
3 Potato pancakes (Two inside cheese cobs), sticky chicken on sticks thingies, chicken nuggets, carrots, peas, sweet potato chips and tomatoes.
Ate the lot of it!
Checked on email to see if I’d had any reply from the doctors but no.
Tired to renovate the plaque I’d brought with me from the old place. A mate who I worked with when he had freshly arrived from Kingston, went home on a visit and brought me this back as a thank you.
I nicknamed him Tony and he stuck with it. I wonder where he is now?
Had another dizzy.
Sister Jane rang on the land-line. I can go visit them in the morning but I must get there before 1100hrs. So I got the bag ready with the nibbles and treats, made sure me bus-pass was in me pocket – oh, and while doing this I found the Co-op card I’d lost. It was in me new sleeveless jacket pocket. Huh!
Little Inchy had been bleeding again.
Sat down after cleaning up from the nosh preperationing and put the TV on – surprised that there was much on that I fancied looking at… fell asleep…
Symptoms: Being made redundant through no fault of your own, suicidal feelings, lack of food, and the disappearance of respect.
Symptoms: A snottiness and uncaring attitude develops that cannot be countered. The bank balance and overseas investment accounts increase exponentially.
Symptoms: Finding you have not got any alcoholic addictions, and the concern and worry you get about being so different to everyone else. A.A.D. syndrome is often claimed by alcoholics and West Ham fans for their failure.
Symptoms: It is extremely painful, nigh on impossible for you to repay money owed by you, forcing the sufferer to short change and overcharge whenever possible. Also builds an inbred hatred of Bank Managers, Loan companies and Old Age Pensioners.
Symptoms: A sudden realisation that all hope is lost, other than for the War Mongers, Politicians, bankers, Car Mechanics, David Cameron, Nigel Farage, Haliburton and other nepotistic clans.
Symptoms: You couldn’t give a toss about anyone else.
Symptoms: Sudden realisation that the poor are getting poorer, and the Rich are getting richer, and you are one of the poorer. Urges to dress up in fancy dress and join WordPress might affect them. Memory loss and bodily function controls are common amongst these syndrome sufferers.
Misty and raining heavily now – and I’ve got to walk to the GP surgery later, then go to the clinic to have me bumps and lumps checked.
Got an email from Sister Jane in reply to mine, Fooey is not doing very well and she is expecting the worst. Poor old Fooey, made me so sad. I asked if I could go up to see them, no reply yet.
Caught the bus into Mansfield just for the sake of it. Got some of me crossword book done e route.
Came out and took this rather sad photograph with the rain, closed down premises and lack of shoppers in the Mansfield City Centre.
Dropped off in Sherwood and an L8 came within minutes and lifted me up the hill to the flats.
Got me nosh ready, put me potatoes to bake in the oven, gave the 40 minutes then added the Cottage pie with sweet potatoes for 20 minutes, then popped me last Frikadellen in the oven with the others for ten minutes. The sweet potato-shepherds pie could have done with a bit more time, but I was so hungry I ate everything anyway. Added me carrots and peas from the saucepan, buttered, salted and peppered the baked spuds, added a sprinkling of vinegar and had a lemon yoghurt afterwards.