Sunday 28th August 2016
0400hrs: I burst into life struggled out of the £300 second-hand recliner chair and for a WRWW, no signs of aWRHD yet. As I performed at the porcelain, bit of a dream came into my befuddled brain. Something about my being chased up a mountain… at the top was a McDonalds with Nigel Farage serving? I hid in one of their walk-in fridges and found David Cameron inside playing the fiddle or violin and singing The Horst Wessel Song while eating ice-cream from a German Helmet? Weird or what?
Got the Crock-Pot going with some vegetables. Mushrooms, yellow peppers, turnips, swede, carrots and peas. Took the medications. made a cuppa and got on with finalising the Saturday Diary – it depressed me reading what I’d written already! Sad innit?
The need for a WRHD disclosed itself, so I responded. Little Inchy leaking a bit, Haem Aroids too, Anne Gyna being fair with me, Arthur Itis a bit bothersome and a new pain near where I had the hernia operation, but nothing like the pain then. Summat else causing this?
Spent too long on laptop WordPressing, so I need to make sure I get my ablutions done before Jane and Pete arrive. I think it was 1130>1230hrs they said they’d be arriving.
I updated the British Gas post and got into the shower room and done my ablutionisationing.
Took some jars to the recycling bin.
Titivated a bit around the kitchen, and took the rubbish bags to the chute. Olive came out as I was coming back. She popped in with a Birthday Card for me. Bless her dimples. I walked her back to number 68 and we had chin-wag and cuddle. She had received a photograph of the family ladies party (Top of this page) she went to. And she liked it!
I called in next door to make sure that Norman was in, he was, then I nipped back to 72 and got the other LPs and took them to him.Some bad news here, the day before yesterday he went shopping and fell over as he got off the bus. Eventually, he got help and an ambulance took him to the Queens Medical Centre A&E, and they sorted him out, with great patience he told me. Then they ran him home.
Some bad news here, the day before yesterday he went shopping and fell over as he got off the bus. Eventually, he got help and an ambulance took him to the Queens Medical Centre A&E, and they sorted him out, with great patience he told me. Then they ran him home. His retention bag burst when he fell, and he was so embarrassed, but everyone was nice to him. As is befitting for such a grand old chap! I’ll call to see how he is feeling later, and tomorrow.
1130hrs, Sister Jane and Brother-in-law Pete about due anytime now. Hello, their here…
Gave them a cuppa and gorrum sat down and chinwagging ensued.
They got me a book, for my birthday, and a lovely towel with a cunningly sewn on ‘Bates Hotel’ sign. I got them to adopt a suitable pose for me: I think they deserved an Oscar for their instant acting without a script! Hehehe!
I gave them their nibbles, pussy cat treats and theatre binoculars.
Janet looked very fit and young, Pete is still scared of shaving properly (I’ll cop it later, for saying that now! Hehe!).
Farewells and off they trotted. Sad to see em go.
I satisfied the call for a WWHD session and got the fodder prepared.
I have to say, without any doubt, this was an even betterer dinner than the previous bestest! Rated 9.5/10!
Think that the black bean sauce and extra mushrooms made a difference this time. Ate the lot of it, but only had one slice of the bread with it.
The Nordic Style bacon with herbs is so tasty! Somehow the fat in it doesn’t taste like fat? Honestly! I will not be jumping won the scales again today. (Ahem!)
I looked up on the net to see what pork dewlap is.
I saw this was in the contents of the jar of Polish Bigos I’d bought.
Similar to the Nordic bacon block as seen above in the fodder photo?
I got the TV on and at last, after so many nights, I nodded off and stayed off!
Woke many hours later, at 0230hrs, and decided to get the rest of the laundry done.