Inchcock Today Tue 21 June 2016: Launderette, shopping and a smile from Grizelda!

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Tuesday 21st June 2016

Stirred into life, so annoyed… not annoyed that I’d stirred into life like – but annoyed I could not recall anything about the dreams I just knew that I’d just been having.

The mind was racing away again: It was as if I was worried about not having anything to worry about?

The bladder demanded an early visitation to the porcelain. Not so persistent this morning thankfully. Found myself singing away as I washed last night’s cup and made a cuppa, to take my medications. Worrying that too!

I thought bout the Brexit Vote coming up this Thursday, I was still uncertain about which way to vote. I think a Remain vote will dominate, though. If the exit voters did win, this would leave Cameron and Osborne to do carte blanch to get their own back and blame the voters for everything that happens in the following years?

Got the laptop on. Checked the status of the order from Coopers of Stortford, it said ‘complete’, I’ll keep checking for if it says ‘despatched’.

Then I started this off after finishing Monday’s edition. Did the graphic at the top of this page from a cartoon and doctored it for a bit of fun.

BJ rang, he’s on his way to pick me up to take me to the launderette and then to Asda (Walmart). Did my ablutions and readied myself ASAP. Got the washing, shopping bags and cash and went down and met BJ in the car park outside the flats.

We had a natter as we went to the launderette in Carrington

The sex-pot Grizelda gave me a couple of smiles and made us both a cup of tea. BJ managed to get himself in the background of one of the photo’s I took. Hehe!

I gave her some nibbles.

The washing was done and dried, in half an  hour or so. BJ did well with my crosswords today, he was on form!

I took a photograph of an Arnold destined city Transport bus, catching this lady in the shot.

She muttered ‘Pervert’ to me as she passed by. Oh dear!

BJ and I got the things out to his car and were soon off on the way to the supermarket. The sun was shining, the wind low, and BJ even posed for this photographicalisation next to his car outside the launderette for me.

We arrived at the store and BJ had a chat for a while with his mate who worked there.

I got the trolleys ready and we went in and split-up to do each of our shopping. A disappointing shopping trip today.  They had no minted lamb, no Lemon Drizzle desserts, no Bitter Orange mixers and no Asda potato cakes on offer or on the shelves. Tsk!

BJ rang me back to the flat and helped me up with the shopping. While we were coming into the foyer, we had a talk with a tenant, Mo – and a delivery man came in with a parcel for a flat and jut dumped it on the table in the lobby – the swine! BJ brought it up with us and dropped it off at the flat it was intended for. Jolly good egg out our BJ!

He came to the flat and lifted the heavy bags, all three of them into the kitchen for me. He took a look at the new wet-room and was greatly impressed with it. We spoke about the upcoming Brexit vote, neither of us were fully committed yet!

I walked him down to his car, thanked him and off he went, bless him. He would not take any cash for his petrol, but said i could pay for his coffee and biscuits on his next visit to the Tenants Social Hour. Not this week of course, as the Brexit voting will be taking place on Thursday.

I got the laundry put away, then the fodder in the cupboards, freezer and fridge. Made a cuppa, took the late midday medications and got the laptop going to update this twaddle. Spent hours and hours on Facebooking. (Still, I like it!)

Had a rather delectable meal. Did the last of the foul tasting Polish tomatoes with some sliced mini peppers in the oven, mushrooms and small potatoes boiled in the saucepan, pork pie, pickled beetroots, one buttered sourdough bread and a little apple. It was so tasty, I’ll have to give this one a deserved 9.55/10!

Watched the Spain Euro match, in small segments. I kept nodding off, gave up trying and once again I could not get off to sleep for ages!

Hey-ho!

By Inchie

78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!

11 comments

  1. Timothy Price – I specialize in daily art, documentary and promotional photography. If you have a special event such as a musical production, play, concert, etc. or have a product or fashion that you need photographed, or you are a performer, musician and artist in need of promotional photos please email me or call.
    Timothy Price says:

    So you’re a pervo paparazzo eh? Sounds like a delightfully nibbley type day.

    Reply
    1. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      Pervo Papparazzo, I liked the sound of that term – so I looked it up, Tim. Maybe instead of photographicalistioning the everyday contacts, I should start taking some of the famous and try to sell them to a newspaper? Maybe not, though. Nobody famous in Nottingham nowadays, well, not for the right reasons. Hehe!
      Hope your keeping well Sir.
      I thought your One Hundred Five and Snow was excellent mon ami.
      TTFN

      Reply
      1. Timothy Price – I specialize in daily art, documentary and promotional photography. If you have a special event such as a musical production, play, concert, etc. or have a product or fashion that you need photographed, or you are a performer, musician and artist in need of promotional photos please email me or call.
        Timothy Price says:

        If you are not familiar with the NYC photographer most active in the 1920’s-1940’s, look up Weegee. He’s like the original American paparazzo. I’m hanging in at the moment.

  2. Marissa Bergen – Burbank, Ca – This blog is a semi auto-biographical view of my life, beginning as a rocker chick from Brooklyn, moving on to playing in a punk band on New York's Lower East Side, to my current lot in life as a working mother of two, now living in Los Angeles. I love writing because you can be whoever you want to be when you write. Therefore, I would never want to pigeon-hole myself too much in my blog. However, I don't think I will ever deviate too much from what is innately in my blood, that being humor and sarcasm. Recently I have been turning more and more to poetry. I like poetry because it let's you say so much more with so much less, so much more about so little, and it also distances you from the subject matter, making you much less likely to offend someone, which I would probably otherwise do on a daily basis.
    Marissa Bergen says:

    I didn’t know I could speak French!

    Reply
    1. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
      Inchcock says:

      Oh yes, Marissa. I understand you learnt it at the Akiva Primary School, in London when you were selling home made Chanukah Beer to the French teachers? Well, that’s what Mr Steedenski told me. Hehe!

      Reply
      1. Marissa Bergen – Burbank, Ca – This blog is a semi auto-biographical view of my life, beginning as a rocker chick from Brooklyn, moving on to playing in a punk band on New York's Lower East Side, to my current lot in life as a working mother of two, now living in Los Angeles. I love writing because you can be whoever you want to be when you write. Therefore, I would never want to pigeon-hole myself too much in my blog. However, I don't think I will ever deviate too much from what is innately in my blood, that being humor and sarcasm. Recently I have been turning more and more to poetry. I like poetry because it let's you say so much more with so much less, so much more about so little, and it also distances you from the subject matter, making you much less likely to offend someone, which I would probably otherwise do on a daily basis.
        Marissa Bergen says:

        Funny, I can’t remember that at all…but then again, I really can’t remember much from those years. Primary school…those were wild times.

      2. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
        Inchcock says:

        Hehehe! Mike told me about your current wild times yer know. Mind you, he was heavy into a Claret consumption session at the time. Something about wild guitar plucking? TTFN

      3. Marissa Bergen – Burbank, Ca – This blog is a semi auto-biographical view of my life, beginning as a rocker chick from Brooklyn, moving on to playing in a punk band on New York's Lower East Side, to my current lot in life as a working mother of two, now living in Los Angeles. I love writing because you can be whoever you want to be when you write. Therefore, I would never want to pigeon-hole myself too much in my blog. However, I don't think I will ever deviate too much from what is innately in my blood, that being humor and sarcasm. Recently I have been turning more and more to poetry. I like poetry because it let's you say so much more with so much less, so much more about so little, and it also distances you from the subject matter, making you much less likely to offend someone, which I would probably otherwise do on a daily basis.
        Marissa Bergen says:

        Sounds like he went easy on me! The guitar plucking was the least of it!

      4. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
        Inchcock says:

        Hehe…Secret life eh? I’m jealous now! X

      5. Marissa Bergen – Burbank, Ca – This blog is a semi auto-biographical view of my life, beginning as a rocker chick from Brooklyn, moving on to playing in a punk band on New York's Lower East Side, to my current lot in life as a working mother of two, now living in Los Angeles. I love writing because you can be whoever you want to be when you write. Therefore, I would never want to pigeon-hole myself too much in my blog. However, I don't think I will ever deviate too much from what is innately in my blood, that being humor and sarcasm. Recently I have been turning more and more to poetry. I like poetry because it let's you say so much more with so much less, so much more about so little, and it also distances you from the subject matter, making you much less likely to offend someone, which I would probably otherwise do on a daily basis.
        Marissa Bergen says:

        I’m sure you have a secret life as well. You know, like only your doctor knows for sure!

      6. Inchy – Nottingham. UK. – 78 years of age, pretty ugly, short, bald, pot-bellied, in ill health. Decaying physically and morally. Mechanical ticker valve, Duodenal Donald, Saccades-Sandra, Arthur Itis, Hernia Henry, Hard of Hearing Hank, Bad eyesight Boris, Reflux Roger, Peripheral Neuropathy, Nerve Neurotransmitters Not-working Wendy, Bladder Cancer Chris, Stuttering Stephany, Haemorrhoid Harold, Shaking Shaun, Dizzy Dennis, FND, ... there are others, but I've tired myself out, now! Hehehe! Oh, then I had a stroke! Now awaiting Cataract & Glaucoma operations. Diabetes 2, Leg-Ulcer-Ulrich, Cartilage Chloe & Carole and am flat-bound. Tsk! Failures, Accifauxpas and Whoopsiedangleplops are my Forte... Hehehe! I love making folk smile when I can. TTFNski!
        Inchcock says:

        Got me! Hehe!

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