Friday 22nd July 2016
Dydd Gwener 22 Gorffennaf, 2016
Stirred late, gone 0600hrs, WRWW and WRHD jobs tackled. No bleeding.
Cup of tea and took the medications. Completed yesterday’s diary and started this one.
Emails and comments from British Gas regarding my complaint about their service on TrustPilot, the company assessment site.
Endless emails seem to have arrived. Morrisons Asda, and those I wanted from my Cyber friends too. Spent hours responding.
Got a shower and did the ablutions ready for hopefully catching the 0930hrs bus to town, and getting some photographs of the progress of the Nottingham beach in the Slab-Square.
I called in to see if Olive wanted anything bringing back from town, and she asked me to get two potatoes for baking, not too large, please. I was tickled pink that I could do something to help.
Down and to the bus stop via the bottle bank where I got rid of some jars.
We were soon in town and I dropped off at the terminus on Queen Street.
Walked down into the Slab Square, the Nottingham Riviera and beach was till being got ready for the opening at 1400hrs. Forklifts and cranes still working, rides being built, a right mess it looked.
I didn’t think it would all be ready for 1400hrs?
I caught a tram out to Beeston. Very few folks about today?
I wanted to go to the B&M shop there to see if they had any of the Bonners Curried beans or Goulash and or Sweet & Sour Chicken.
The tram stop was only a few hundred yards from the B&M store.
After searching around for a good while for the desired foods I asked an assistant if they had any of the Bonners Curried beans or Goulash and or Sweet & Sour Chicken. They didn’t have any of them!
So, back on the tram to Nottingham.
Again, very few passengers on it?
The skies turned dark a few times en route.
In town, I poddled down to the M&S foodhall. Plodded round and got two potatoes for Olive. Then got a ready black bean meal, a red onion, a packet of wheat snacks and a packet of four English leeks. Far too many, but I can split and share them with Olive later. Also got some fancy tomatoes, I’ll give olive a couple to try later.
On the walk back to the bus stop, I passed, two begging blokes, a street guitarist, an accordion player, three Big Issue sellers, policemen putting shoplifters in a van and sneaked some seed to the pigeons.
The L9 bus had the cheery female driver, always cheers we old un’s up she does. Bless her.
I actually fell into the land of nod en route, but somehow managed to wake up just in time for the stop. Phew!
Straight to Olives flat with her potatoes, tomatoes and leeks. She looked lovely. A gossip and cuddle and I were off.
In the 72 flat, WRWW, put the fodder away and started the vegetables reheating in the Crock-Pot or later. Decided I’d have the veg with the Black Bean ready meal later.
Laptop on and updated this effort.
A more fierce lethargy suddenly attacked me without warning…
‘Fierce lethargy’, I like it, but ain’t sure it’s the right words to use?
Got the nosh consumed and fell asleep watching the TV.